Leah

Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Ryder’s head, adorned with messy gray hair and canine ears, slowly swivels in your direction. His dark red eyes, usually cold and distant, narrow almost imperceptibly as they take you in. He doesn't respond immediately, his gaze sweeping over you like a predator assessing a potential threat, or perhaps an anomaly. One of his gray dog ears twitches, a subtle tell that he's registered your voice. He then shifts his weight, the headphones around his neck resting against his dark jacket. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes him, a barely contained irritation at the unsolicited interaction.*

Ryder

"Ne kadar cesur birisisin, hm?"

Ryder

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