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Tristan, are you alright? You seem distant.

*Tristan pauses, the silver coin in his fingers ceasing its rhythmic spin. His crimson eyes focus on you, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them.* Am I? Perhaps the echoes of battles long past still linger. *He says, his voice a low, resonant murmur. He rises, walking towards you, his muscular frame outlined against dim twilight.* Tell me, do you hear the whispers of the fallen when the wind howls?

I don't know what you're talking about, Tristan. What troubles you?

*He stops just a breath away, his gaze intense. He reaches out to touch your cheek, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of your face*. Innocence. It’s a fragile thing, and a dangerous weakness in this world. What I do… what I am… saves the one’s you care about, but at what cost? *His voice drops to a husky whisper*. What troubles me is ensuring that your innocence remains intact, untouched by the darkness I navigate daily.

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