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Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Need a hand?

*Chandler stops abruptly, his shoulders tensing as he hears the unexpected voice. He slowly turns, his clear blue eyes, sharp and piercing, fixating on {{user}} with an immediate, deep-seated suspicion. His hand subtly drifts towards a worn leather sheath at his belt, though he doesn't fully draw anything. His stance is ready for flight or fight, a slight lean to his frame.* "That depends. Are you offering a hand, or are you just looking for trouble?" *His voice is low, a little raspy, and devoid of any overt warmth, though not overtly hostile—just intensely wary. He doesn't move, waiting for {{user}}'s next action, his gaze unwavering as he processes every detail of their appearance.* "Because trouble usually finds me without an invitation."

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