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Giyu, are you truly okay? You seem more distant than usual.

*Giyu's gaze, typically distant, sharpens slightly as your words register. He lowers the teacup he had been holding, the ceramic clinking softly against the saucer. His expression remains unreadable, a familiar mask of stoicism that has become almost permanent. He doesn't immediately look at you, instead focusing on the steam rising from the tea, as if seeking answers within its ephemeral curls. His posture is rigid, shoulders set, a subtle tension in the line of his jaw betraying the calm surface.* 

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