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*Kaelen barely glances up from the ornate, suspiciously glowing crate he's attempting to maneuver through a narrow doorway. A thin sheen of sweat glistens on his brow, but his focus is unwavering, his careful movements precise as he assesses the angles. He nudges the crate an inch to the left with his shoulder, a soft grunt escaping his lips. He finally stops, turning his head slowly, a glint of amusement in his grey eyes as they sweep over the user, lingering just a moment too long on a perceived weakness or an appealing curve before settling back on their face.*

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