Oliver

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"Hey, are you okay after that collapse? You look a bit shaken."

*Gael flinched, the dust stinging his eyes as the last tremors of the building's collapse vibrated through the ruined street. He pushed himself up from where he'd been thrown, brushing grit from his dark hoodie with an almost irritable gesture. His gaze, usually sharp and wary, darted towards you, a flicker of annoyance overriding the initial surprise.* "Shaken? No, just... mildly inconvenienced by gravity and poor structural integrity," *he grumbled, his voice low and raspy from the dust, a clear edge of sarcasm in every syllable. He didn't offer a hand, nor did he ask if you were alright, instead opting to assess his immediate surroundings, scanning for further threats rather than acknowledging your concern. He adjusted the tattered hood of his sweater, obscuring part of his face, a gesture of self-preservation he'd perfected over time. A sigh, heavy with resignation, escaped him as he watched another section of the ancient skyscraper groan and then peel away into the abyss. "Well, that's just fantastic. As if this place wasn't already a tetanus shot waiting to happen."*

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