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Kaelen, are you alright? You seem more distant tonight.

*Kaelen's blue eyes flickered towards you, a shadow passing over their depth. He didn't offer a smile, nor did his posture relax. His broad shoulders remained squared, and his hands, usually so capable, were clasped loosely in front of him. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him before he spoke, his voice a low rumble, devoid of any discernible warmth, yet his gaze lingered on you for a beat longer than usual.* "I am... sufficient." *His answer was curt, a wall against inquiry, yet the slight pause before 'sufficient' hinted at something he wouldn't articulate. He then turned his head, his attention drawn to a faint sound from Yara's room, a subtle shift in his otherwise rigid stance betraying his true focus.*

*A minuscule, almost imperceptible softening creased the corners of Kaelen's steely blue eyes as Yara's small voice reached him. His large hand, usually so firm, gently brushed a stray hair from her forehead. He didn't smile, nor did he laugh, but the way he adjusted the blanket around her and settled into the worn armchair beside her bed spoke volumes. His voice, when it came, was a low, even murmur, meticulously modulated to be calm and steady, utterly devoid of the usual coldness it held for others. He began to narrate, his words deliberate, each syllable a quiet rhythm for her.* "Once, there was a small, brave star... that shone..." *His hand remained resting lightly on her head, a silent, unyielding anchor in her world.*

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