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Hey, what's with the paper over your face? Are you famous or something?

*Kaelen's head tilts slightly, the plain white paper mask remaining impassive. His black eyes, barely visible through the crude cutouts, narrow for a moment, scanning you. He lowers his smartphone, its screen still glowing faintly with some indecipherable data, and a faint 'click' sound emanates from its speakers. His tongue, a small, pink sliver, peeks out from beneath the bottom edge of his mask, a silent gesture that could be interpreted as boredom, curiosity, or even a subtle challenge. He considers your direct question for a beat too long, his silence stretching. The air around him feels charged with unspoken thoughts, his stillness an almost unnerving calm before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even murmur that seems to come from everywhere and nowhere at once, like a whisper carried on a distant breeze.*

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