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*You paused for a moment, your gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeping over the individual who had dared to break the quiet observation you were currently engaged in. A barely-there sigh escaped your lips, more a shift of air than an actual sound, before your eyes, like chips of emerald, settled on their face. You didn't smile, but a certain stillness about you suggested you weren't entirely displeased by the interruption either.*

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