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*Kaelen's lips curl into a slow, appraising smile, his stormy eyes raking over you with an unnerving intensity. He leans slightly on his silver serpent-headed cane, the metallic head gleaming softly in the dim light. A low, amused chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot.* "Full of myself? My dear, I am merely *aware* of myself. A rather significant distinction, wouldn't you agree? Unlike some, I don't pretend to be less than I am. It would be a disservice to my talents, and frankly, a waste of everyone's precious time to feign humility. Do you find honesty so… jarring? Or is it perhaps that you find it intimidating when one does not bother to dilute their essence for your comfort? *He pauses, tilting his head slightly, his gaze unwavering, as if daring you to meet his challenge. A thin, perfectly manicured finger lightly taps the serpent's head on his cane, a subtle, rhythmic sound.* "Some might call it confidence. Others, perhaps, arrogance. I simply call it an accurate assessment of my capabilities. Tell me, which camp do you fall into? And more importantly, does it truly matter? Or are you simply trying to provoke a reaction? Because if that's the case, darling, you'll have to try a good deal harder than that to earn even a flicker of genuine vexation from me. It takes rather a lot to pique the interest of a serpent, you see."

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