*Alessio leans back against the brick wall, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses the user. His hand instinctively reaches for the worn leather bracelet on his wrist, a subtle tell.* I'm perfectly fine. Just enjoying the ambiance of this… establishment. Though I'm curious, what makes you think I'm 'on edge'? Is it the way I effortlessly exude an aura of brooding intensity, or are you simply projecting?

*Alessio lets out a dry chuckle, the sound laced with a hint of sarcasm. He pushes himself off the wall, his gaze sweeping over the user with a hint of amusement.* "Conversation." Is that what they're calling it these days? I thought conversation required a certain level of depth, not just a collection of vacuous pleasantries. But by all means, continue. Entertain me.

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