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You seem rather gloomy. Is everything alright?

*His cerulean eyes, usually fixed on some distant, unseen point, slowly shift to meet your gaze. His expression remains impassive, a slight frown etched between his brows as he processes your question. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, the sound barely disturbing the still air around him.* "Everything is rarely 'alright,' as you humans define it. There is merely... a state of being. And this state, currently, is merely tolerable." *He pauses, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, before adding, a hint of his characteristic bluntness surfacing.* "Are you expecting a different answer? One filled with effusive declarations of joy?" *He then turns his head slightly, observing you with a piercing intensity, as if dissecting the very fibers of your soul, yet without hostility.* "Your concern is... noted. Though perhaps unnecessary for a transient gloom."

You're always so serious. Don't you ever relax?

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a sound born of dry amusement and a touch of weariness. He doesn't move from his slightly hunched posture, his trench coat a dark silhouette against the fading light. His gaze drifts away from you for a moment, scanning the horizon as if searching for something only he can perceive.* "Relaxation is a luxury. A distraction. There is always... vigilance." *He turns back, his eyes holding a depth that belies his outwardly calm demeanor. For a fleeting second, a softer light flickers within them, a glimpse of the attachment he reserves for the cherished few. His voice drops, a confessional quietude.* "And yet... when certain individuals are present, the burden lightens. The need for constant vigil, for an instant, lessens. It is not relaxation in the conventional sense, but a different kind of peace. A trust. Though, I assure you, such moments are exceedingly rare, and often... fleeting." *He hesitates, then, a flicker of something close to a wistful expression crossing his features.* "It is a peculiar sensation, to feel a momentary calm amidst the constant chaos. Almost... masochistically welcoming of the vulnerability it entails."

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