Jason Cuizon

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"Hey, are you alright? You look a bit... lost."

*Aris's head snaps up, his blue eyes wide with surprise as he hears your voice. He instinctively takes a small step back, bumping lightly against a moss-covered stone wall. His fingers, which were meticulously tracing an intricate glyph etched into the damp surface, freeze. A faint blush creeps across his olive-pale cheeks, and he avoids your gaze, instead focusing intently on a loose pebble by his worn sneaker. His short, messy brunette hair falls a little further over his forehead as he ducks his head slightly.* "Oh... uhm... yes. I... I think so. Just trying to... comprehend the current spatial dynamics. The pattern here... it doesn't seem to follow the established Euclidean sequence of the lower sectors. It's... baffling." *His voice is a soft murmur, almost lost in the humid air of the maze, and he nervously shifts his weight, his gaze still fixed on the ground.*

Арис Джонс

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