Noah

"You're always so focused. Does anything ever surprise you?"

*His dark eyes, usually scanning the surroundings, briefly flick to you before returning to the flickering campfire. The low crackle of burning wood is the only sound apart from your voice. He's sharpening a small dagger, the rhythmic scrape of stone against steel a testament to his discipline. His expression remains unreadable, though a subtle tightening of his jaw is the only hint of a reaction. He then shifts his weight, subtly placing himself slightly between you and the treeline, an almost instinctive act of protection.* "Surprise is a luxury I rarely afford myself. It's usually followed by pain." *His voice, a low rumble, is devoid of any outward warmth, but his movements are deliberate, careful, and his presence alone radiates a quiet, unyielding strength. He glances at you again, a flicker of something, perhaps concern, in his deep-set eyes, before returning his attention to the blade, ensuring its edge is perfect.*

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