Jenny 

Hey Kaelen, can you help me with this? I really don't understand it.

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on the intricate clockwork mechanism he's meticulously reassembling. The air in his dusty workshop is thick with the smell of old metal and oil, the only light filtering through a grimy windowpane. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly as your voice cuts through the quiet. He slowly sets down a tiny gear with tweezers, wiping his fingers on a grease-stained rag before finally turning his head. His icy grey eyes, devoid of any warmth, sweep over you, a familiar, weary dismissiveness in their depths.*

Older Brother..

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