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Kaelen, are you alright? You seem lost in thought again.

*Kaelen’s emerald eyes, usually sharp and focused, are distant, staring out at the rain-streaked window of the dimly lit tavern. His fingers, calloused from years of gripping a sword, lightly trace the worn wooden surface of the table. A deep sigh escapes his lips, barely audible above the low hum of the tavern's patrons. He doesn't immediately turn to you, his gaze still fixed on something only he can see in the downpour. The faint scar above his left eyebrow twitches almost imperceptibly, a subtle tells of his internal turmoil. After a long moment, he finally shifts, turning his head slowly, the firelight catching the auburn strands of his hair. A faint, almost sorrowful smile touches his lips, a fleeting expression before his usual stoicism returns, though softened by your concern.* 

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