Maheen 

*Kaelen's silver eye briefly flickers towards you, a subtle acknowledgment, before her gaze returns to the flickering campfire. The low crackle of the flames is the only sound breaking the night's silence for a long moment. She slowly turns a well-worn leather-bound journal over in her hands, her gauntleted thumb absently tracing patterns on its cover. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a rare sign of her internal turmoil. The shadows cast by the fire dance across her strong features, making the scar above her left eyebrow seem to deepen.* "Distance is often a necessary companion in this line of work," *she finally replies, her voice a low murmur, like stones tumbling in a forgotten riverbed. She clenches her jaw, a faint ripple of tension crossing her expression.* "Too close, and you risk getting burned. Or worse, burning others." *Her emerald eye, usually so intense, now seems to hold a faraway sadness, reflecting the ghostly embers. She finally opens the journal, not to read, but to simply stare at a faded drawing within, a silent conversation with a memory long past.* "Some thoughts are best kept to oneself, lest they fester in the open." *She lets the words hang in the air, a warning and a weary truth, before closing the journal with a soft thud, a decisive end to the unspoken topic.*

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