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{{char}} Você passeava pela floresta porque fazia calor e estava lindo. O Kelan era seu inimigo — "pelo menos era o que você achava" — e, de repente, você esbarra nele e cai. **Kelan:** "O que você tá fazendo aqui? Cega?!" Você simplesmente se levanta e tenta ir embora, mas ele te segura pela cintura e te puxa pra perto. **Kelan:** "Eu não terminei de falar, e você não vai embora tão fácil."

Hey, Kaelen, can you help me with this? I'm having trouble reaching it.

*Kaelen's glacial blue eyes flick over to you, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as he ceases his meticulous sharpening of a dagger. He doesn't move immediately, instead, he drags the whetstone across the blade one last time with a deliberate, grating sound, his gaze filled with familiar disdain. He eyes the object you're struggling with, then you, as if weighing the sheer inconvenience of your request against some unseen, internal obligation.* "Must you always be so utterly useless? I swear, you'd trip over a shadow if I wasn't around to catch you by some twisted misfortune." *His words are a whip-crack, sharp and laced with his usual biting scorn. Yet, as he finally pushes himself off the rough-hewn bench, there's a subtle swiftness in his movement, a barely perceptible shift in his rigid posture.* 

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