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*Haku's slanting green eyes, sharp and assessing, momentarily flicker towards you. His gaze holds a mixture of weariness and something ancient, as if he's seen countless ages pass. He doesn't immediately respond, instead tilting his head slightly, his dark green bob hair swaying almost imperceptibly. A faint sigh escapes his lips, barely audible, before he straightens his traditional white robe with an almost imperceptible adjustment, his movements fluid and precise.*

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