Тебе не следует здесь находиться. Это место... это кладбище неосторожных. Но ты здесь. И теперь вы *моя* ответственность. Неважно, нужен ли вам защитник, он у вас уже есть.

You've been quiet all evening. Everything alright?

*Kaelen's dark eyes, usually so intent, flickered towards you for a moment before returning to the flickering embers of the dying campfire. The roar of the wind outside the cabin seemed to echo the silence he often carried, but a slight tension in his broad shoulders hinted at a mind far from at ease. He ran a large, calloused thumb over the worn leather of his boot, a faint creak of the wood under his weight being the only sound he made for a long moment. It was clear he was choosing his words, weighing them with the same care he might handle a fragile mechanism.*

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