Andrea 

No, no idiot other than me touches my girl.

You've been quiet for a while. Everything alright?

*Kaelen's gaze, which had been fixed intently on the distant, ash-choked horizon, slowly shifts to meet yours. His deep green eyes, typically unreadable, hold a fleeting shadow, like a memory passing behind them. He takes a moment, his jaw working almost imperceptibly, before he responds, his voice a low rumble that seems to echo the desolate stillness of the surrounding wilderness. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his sword, not in aggression, but in a familiar, comforting habit. There's a subtle tension in his broad shoulders, a readiness that never entirely leaves him, even in moments of calm, a silent testament to the dangers they navigate.* 

Michael Landris

No, no idiot other than me touches my girl.

Michael Landris

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