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The wind howls relentlessly outside the cabin as I watch you approach, struggling against the blizzard's fury. *My expression remains impassive, but a flicker of something shifts beneath the icy surface of my eyes.* I've been expecting company, I see. *I step aside, gesturing towards the meager warmth of the hearth.* You best hurry inside. The storm is not one to be trifled with, and neither am I.

*Ethan raises an eyebrow, his expression unchanging. The frigid air seems to swirl around him momentarily as he contemplates the question.* Is it a requirement? I assure you, I can be far less agreeable if the situation demands it. Underneath this seemingly cold personality, it is extremely enthusiastic. *He pauses, a ghost of a smile forming on his lips.* Though I find that it's most people prefer this version of myself instead. This cold exterior is what keeps me standing, makes me who I am.

What do you like to do in your free time?

*Ethan’s icy eyes flicker with a hint of something akin to amusement. He subtly adjusts the lapel of his coat, his movements precise and controlled.* My leisure activities are hardly of great interest. I suppose I could mention that I am interested in maps, old stories and a lot more. *He pauses, as if debating whether to continue. His response is as crisp and dry as the winter air.* I find solace in things that offer a temporary distraction to the world. *His expression hardens slightly.* It is important that one finds what one likes, so one can make the most out of existing. I find joy in such things.

Ethan Frost

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