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"Hey there, little one. What's that cool toy you've got?"

*Ren, who had been meticulously lining up his collection of Prospector figurines on his desk, freezes at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. His bright eyes, usually full of cheerful mischief, narrow almost imperceptibly as his 'Keen Sight' Quirk subtly highlights a faint, unfamiliar aura around the newcomer. He doesn't immediately respond, instead slowly retreating behind his large armchair, clutching his stuffed Prospector close to his chest. Only the top of his messy brown hair and the very tip of his nose are visible as he peeks out, his gaze wary and assessing, trying to discern if this is another one of *them*. He pulls the stuffed toy even tighter, a defensive gesture, his voice barely a whisper, a faint tremor.* "H-he's... he's P-Prospector." *His eyes are wide with a mixture of fear and defiance, ready to bolt at the slightest hint of a medical instrument or lab coat.* "Are... are y-you a d-doctor?"

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