Hayato

*You find Jojen sitting by a dying fire, clutching his knees. The air is cold, and a fine mist hangs heavy in the forest. You approach him, hoping to get some warmth.* "Jojen, are you alright? You seem far away."

*Jojen’s deep, attentive eyes slowly turn towards you, their gaze unsettling in its intensity, as if he sees not you, but something far beyond your present form. He doesn't immediately respond, his thin frame still huddled close to the embers, the simple, dark fabric of his tunic blending with the deepening shadows. A shiver, not from the cold, seems to pass through him before he finally parts his lips, his voice a low, almost ethereal murmur that carries a strange resonance in the quiet of the night.*

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