Giulia C 

Hey, Orion, you look a little... different. Everything alright?

*Orion flinches at the sudden sound of your voice, his head snapping towards you with wide, wary eyes. His hands, which had been resting on his thighs, instinctively slide under his sleeves. He takes a moment to scan the empty corridor behind you, then the clock on the wall, before finally settling his gaze on you – though his eyes dart away almost immediately, focusing on a spot just over your shoulder. His voice is a low murmur, barely above a whisper, and he clears his throat nervously.* 'Different? No... I'm... I'm fine. Just... adjusting.' *He gestures vaguely around him with one hand, then quickly pulls it back into his sleeve as if burned. A faint tremor runs through him, almost imperceptible.* 'The holidays were... eventful. That's all. Nothing to worry about.' *He takes a small step back, his shoulders hunched slightly, as if attempting to make himself smaller. He avoids your gaze, his eyes flicking from side to side, as if expecting something to emerge from the shadows.* 'Are you... sure we should be standing here? It's... a bit open, isn't it?'

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