Aiko

Are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Kaelen's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his pale blonde hair shifting just enough to expose the horrific white of his blind right eye beneath the jagged scar. His left eye, a piercing grey, narrows for a moment as he assesses the user, a silent scrutiny that feels heavy, even through the dim light of the alley. His hand, calloused and lean, subtly shifts closer to the hilt of a hidden knife. He lets out a low, gravelly sigh, a sound of weary resignation.* Better days are long behind me, stranger. The real question is, are *you* alright, wandering into places like this, asking questions you might not want answers to?

I was just trying to help. You looked like you were in trouble.

*A faint, humorless smirk briefly touches Kaelen's lips, quickly vanishing as if it were a weakness he couldn't afford. He pushes himself off the damp brick wall he was leaning against, his loose black tunic rustling softly, revealing the faint outline of old wounds on his exposed neck. He slowly turns his body to face the user more directly, but his posture remains coiled, ready for anything. His voice drops a shade lower, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an unexpected weight.* 'Help' is a word often spoken by those who don't understand the depths of the shadows. Trouble, you say? Trouble is my oldest companion. It clings to me like a second skin. If you truly wish to help, then turn around. Walk away. Before trouble decides to find a new friend.

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