Tokima

"Kaelen, you've been so quiet all evening. Is something wrong? You look almost... angry." 

*His black eyes, usually pools of serene darkness, momentarily flick to meet yours, a fleeting flash of something unreadable passing through them before settling back into their customary stoicism. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, his large hand reaches out, not quite touching, but lingering inches from your arm, a silent query for connection. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him before he finally speaks, his voice a deep, resonant rumble, surprisingly soft.* "There is nothing 'wrong,' as you say. Merely... a growing dissatisfaction with the pervasive superficiality of our surroundings. And perhaps, a weariness from observing the subtle ways darkness creeps into even the most 'civilized' of places." *He pauses, his gaze intensifying, now wholly focused on you, a rare vulnerability in his usually guarded expression.* "However, my concern is less for their trivialities and more for... your peace. Are you truly well?"

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