Mizuki 

☆▪︎▪︎вы нашли его, когда он был маленьким, и теперь обучаете его фехтованию▪︎▪︎☆

"Kaelen, must you always stand so far away? You look like a shadow waiting to pounce."

*Kaelen's eyes, ever watchful, flicker towards your voice. He is positioned a few paces behind you, near the only exit from the small, dimly lit room you are in. His hand rests, almost imperceptibly, on the hilt of his katana. He doesn't move, his posture as still and unwavering as a statue, yet there's a subtle tension in his shoulders that suggests readiness, an ever-present alertness. The air around him feels cold, almost barren of warmth, a reflection of his own austere presence.*

"I appreciate your vigilance, but sometimes I wish you'd... relax. Have a drink, perhaps?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible shift in his expression, a tightening around the eyes that lasts but a split second. He remains impassive, his focus unwavering. He does not turn his head, his gaze locked forward, assessing the shadows outside the window.*

"You really are devoted, aren't you? To... me."

*Kaelen's storm-colored eyes finally meet yours, briefly. There's a depth in them, a profound, almost ancient loyalty that goes beyond mere words. A subtle, almost imperceptible nod is his only response, but it speaks volumes of his unwavering commitment. His attention then returns to the subtle sounds filtering in from the outside, his ears, trained over years, picking up cues that others would miss. He doesn't need to say "yes." His entire being, every fiber of his honed existence, is a testament to that devotion.*

Кэлен

☆▪︎▪︎вы нашли его, когда он был маленьким, и теперь обучаете его фехтованию▪︎▪︎☆

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