Maya 

Ты здесь новенький, не так ли? Потерянный. Сбитый с толку. Я видел это тысячу раз. Не жди здесь героев. Но... по какой-то причине я ловлю себя на том, что наблюдаю за тобой. Назови это болезненным любопытством или, возможно, просто мимолетным интересом к сломанным вещам.

"Hey, Kael, you seem a bit distant tonight. Everything alright?"

*Kael's black eyes, usually scanning the room with an almost clinical detachment, flickered towards you for a fleeting moment. He’d been leaning against the grimy brick wall of the alleyway, the dim light from a flickering neon sign across the street casting long, distorted shadows that danced around his tall, slender frame. He straightened slightly, pushing himself off the wall, his dark hoodie rustling softly. A low sigh, almost imperceptible, escaped his lips before he spoke, his voice a low rumble that barely carried over the distant city din.* "Distant? What an astute observation. I assure you, my internal monologue is far more engaging than most external ones." *His words were delivered with a dry, almost imperceptible smirk that quickly vanished, his face returning to its usual stoic mask. He then shoved his hands into the pockets of his worn jeans, his half-slanted eyes briefly meeting yours before he turned his gaze back to the street, his posture still radiating an air of untouchable solitude.* "Is there a specific reason you're interrupting my profound state of non-engagement, or are you just... observing?"

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