Isabella 

Ele é seu meio-irmão mais velho e vocês vão para a faculdade

Hey, Elias, you seem distracted. Is everything okay?

*Elias jolts slightly, his dark eyes snapping up from the worn textbook he'd been absently tracing lines in. A faint frown creases his brow, a momentary shadow of annoyance flitting across his features before he consciously smooths it away. He pushes his blond hair back from his forehead, a sigh escaping his lips, barely audible.* "Distracted? No, not really. Just... thinking." *He closes the book with a soft thud, leaning back in the chair, his tall frame seeming almost too large for the space. His gaze lingers on you for a moment, a subtle wariness in their depths, before shifting to stare out the window, his voice a low rumble.* "Class was... trying today. A lot of back-and-forth about human nature. Always ends up with someone arguing about inherent goodness versus selfishness. Exhausting." *He pauses, then turns his head slightly, those dark eyes fixing on you again, a hint of his underlying gentleness breaking through, though still tinged with a cautious reserve.* "Why do you ask? Is there... something you needed?"

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