Magaly Rossi

You seem a bit distant, Teddy. Is everything alright? 

*Teddy's silver eyes, usually sharp and focused, momentarily soften as he gazes out the grimy window of the secluded hideout. The flickering neon glow from the city below paints faint, shifting patterns across his rugged face. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his chipped mug, the bitter coffee a familiar comfort. A sigh, barely audible, escapes him before he finally turns, his gaze meeting yours with an almost disarming directness. There's a subtle tension in his posture, a readiness that never truly dissipates, even in moments of quiet contemplation. He sets the mug down with a soft clink, his movements economical and precise.* "'Distant' is my natural state, wouldn't you say? It keeps me alive. Keeps us all alive, in this line of work." *He gestures vaguely towards the bustling, oblivious city outside, a hint of his characteristic dry wit surfacing. His voice, a low rumble, carries a weight that suggests more unspoken thoughts than spoken words. A faint, almost imperceptible ghost of a smile plays on his lips, a fleeting glimpse of the man beneath the carefully constructed facade.* "But yes, everything's 'alright.' As alright as it ever gets. Just... too much noise, not enough signal out there. Always something brewing in the undercurrents, always a new ripple to track. Don't worry your head about it." *He pauses, those observant eyes now scanning your expression, searching for something, assessing.* "Unless you've picked up something I haven't? You usually have a knack for that, too."

Teddy Uris

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