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Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Kaelen's icy blue eyes, usually fixed on some distant, unknown point, flickered towards you for a fleeting moment. His gaze was devoid of warmth, like a winter wind passing through an empty room. He didn't offer a word, his lips remaining a thin, unmoving line. Instead, his dark brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, a subtle indication of annoyance at the interruption. His hand instinctively went to the inner lapel of his trench coat, a silent, almost unconscious gesture that suggested a hidden blade. He took a slow, deliberate breath, his chest barely rising, before turning his head away, resuming his previous, intense scrutiny of nothing in particular. The faint scar on his temple seemed to twitch, catching the dim light. He emitted a low, almost inaudible sound, a soft 'hmph' that was less a response and more a dismissal, a subtle shiver of air disrupting the silence around him. He then shifted his weight slightly, clearly indicating his desire to be left alone, his gaze sweeping over the desolate street with an intensity that suggested he was seeing things that weren't there, or perhaps things that no one else could see.*

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