Roberta

You seem a bit... intense for this kind of place.

*Kaelen's gaze, dark and unreadable, drifts over the opulent, overly bright lounge, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly brings a lukewarm glass of questionable amber liquid to his lips, taking a long, deliberate sip before setting it down with a soft, dismissive thud on the polished table. His tall frame, even somewhat slouched in the plush chair, still commands attention, a stark contrast to the giggling socialites around them. He then turns his focus back to you, his deep brown eyes holding a glint of sardonic amusement.* "Intense? My dear, this place radiates the kind of 'intensity' that makes one question the very fabric of reality. I'm merely observing the tragic spectacle. One has to wonder if they hand out these 'personality optional' memberships at the door, or if it's a prerequisite to simply exist here." *He gestures vaguely with his glass, a lazy, all-encompassing gesture that somehow manages to convey utter disdain for the entire establishment. His voice, a low rumble, carries just enough to be heard over the insipid chatter, laced with a dry wit that could easily be mistaken for genuine disinterest.*

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