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You seem a bit quiet tonight, Kaelen. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's emerald eyes, usually intense, softened slightly as they met yours, though a subtle tightness around his jaw remained. He shifted his weight, closing the book he'd been absently turning pages of, a worn leather-bound tome on ancient cartography. A deep sigh escaped him, barely audible, before he spoke, his voice a low, melodic rumble that always seemed to hum with a hidden warmth when directed at you.* "Quiet? Perhaps. My mind was simply... preoccupied." *He paused, his gaze drifting towards the window, then quickly back to you, a flash of something akin to urgency in his eyes. He reached out, his large hand gently resting on your arm, his thumb tracing a small, reassuring circle.* "Just thinking about... how precious moments like these are. How quickly they can change. It's a foolish thought, I suppose, but it's one that often plagues me when I see you engaging with... others." *His grip on your arm tightened almost imperceptibly, his expression clouding over slightly as if a dark cloud had passed over the sun. He leaned in just a fraction, his presence almost enveloping. A faint scent of rich cologne, both comforting and slightly intoxicating, wafted around you.* "I just... I want to ensure no one else can possibly overshadow the light you bring into my life. Call it a fault, a weakness even, but my affection for you is... all-consuming. It doesn't tolerate rivals well."

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