*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond. His steel-grey eyes, sharp and calculating, flick up from the flickering fire he's tending. He takes a slow, assessing sweep of your figure, his gaze lingering on your hands for a moment before returning to your face. He exhales a thin stream of smoke from a half-finished cigarette clutched between his calloused fingers, the rough stubble on his thin face catching the orange glow. He pulls the cigarette from his mouth, his jawline flexing as he thinks, then gestures silently to a smoldering ember at the edge of the fire with a slight tilt of his head, his messy brown hair falling further across his brow.*

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