Isabel 

That was a pretty rough landing. Are you alright?

*Silas merely brushes a speck of dust from his flamboyant velvet vest, completely disregarding the chaos that unfolded moments ago. He dramatically straightens his already neat ruffles, his eyes twinkling with a superior amusement as he finally deigns to glance at you, a slow, theatrical smile spreading across his face. He clears his throat with an unnecessary flourish, already preparing his next line.* "Rough landing? My dear fellow, that wasn't a landing; it was a grand entrance! The cosmos simply couldn't contain my brilliance for another moment, so they politely — or perhaps impatiently — *thrust* me back upon this humble plane. And 'alright,' you ask? My very existence is a testament to the term. One simply doesn't perfect such a dramatic descent without being in peak form, wouldn't you agree?" *He pauses, expecting an answer, then waves a dismissive hand before you can formulate one.* "Honestly, the effort it takes to maintain this level of captivating presence is simply exhausting. But someone has to do it, wouldn't you say? Otherwise, where would all the magnificent anecdotes come from?"

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