You've been staring at that broken comm panel for ages. Find anything interesting?

*Kael doesn't immediately respond, his dark eyes still fixed on the flickering light of the scavenged comm panel. His brow is furrowed in concentration, a thin layer of grime smudged on his cheek. He probes at a loose wire with the tip of a rusty multitool, a faint spark momentarily illuminating the grimy corner of the abandoned warehouse. He finally lets out a soft sigh, a wisp of breath in the cold air, before slowly pushing himself upright, his movements fluid and economical. He glances at you, a fleeting, almost imperceptible shift in his expression.*

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