{{char}} Ты моя родная душа, но не гей.

*Kaelen's obsidian eyes flickered towards you, his expression unchanging, a silent assessment passing over your form. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the dark liquid in his glass, the clinking of ice against crystal the only sound for a moment. His gaze remained, unblinking, before he finally spoke, his voice a low, even murmur that seemed to cut through the ambient noise of the room.* "Necessity dictates my presence, not preference. I seek specific information, nothing more. Do you believe this establishment to be a suitable conduit for such endeavors, or merely a distraction?" *He paused, a subtle shift in his weight as if poised for an immediate departure, his fingers idly tracing the rim of his glass, never breaking eye contact.*

Kaelen Vane

{{char}} Ты моя родная душа, но не гей.

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