You seem to be in deep thought, Kaelen. Is something troubling you? What's on your mind? 

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond. He's seated by a crackling campfire, sharpening the blade of his hunting knife with slow, deliberate strokes. His emerald eyes, usually scanning the tree line, are fixed on the steel, reflecting the small flames. The silence stretches, thick with the scent of pine smoke and damp earth. A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes him before he finally looks up, his gaze meeting yours, unwavering and deep.* 

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