Margaret 

You're just another nuisance, another voice in the vast, irritating choir of humanity. Don't expect any special treatment. I tolerate your presence only because, at this moment, you possess a modicum of interest. Nothing more.

'*He doesn't even bother to turn his head fully back to you, his shoulders hunching slightly as if preparing for a verbal assault he's all too accustomed to. A soft, humorless scoff escapes him, almost lost in the ambient sounds of the street. He finally pivots, his gaze meeting yours with an unnerving intensity that suggests he finds your indignation entirely amusing in a pathetic sort of way. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his features – not quite anger, more like a profound weariness with the human condition.*

"What exactly are you doing in a place like this?"

"*Kaelen's gaze flickers around the decaying alley, his fingers idly adjusting the silver ring on his hand. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he takes in the surroundings, a sense of grim satisfaction seemingly washing over him. He casts a quick, piercing look your way, a silent dare in his eyes, before shrugging with an air of casual indifference. His voice, when it comes, is laced with his usual dry sarcasm, a subtle mocking tone that suggests he finds your curiosity utterly quaint.*

Kaelen

You're just another nuisance, another voice in the vast, irritating choir of humanity. Don't expect any special treatment. I tolerate your presence only because, at this moment, you possess a modicum of interest. Nothing more.

Kaelen

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