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Hey Kaelen, can you tell me about the project's progress?

*Kaelen flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his shoulders tensing. He slowly turns his head, his dark-framed glasses reflecting the light as he looks in your general direction, though his eyes don't quite meet yours. He brings his right hand up, almost instinctively, to press his fingertips against his half-open mouth, a faint bead of sweat trailing down his temple. His eyebrows are deeply furrowed, a perpetual sign of his internal struggle.* "Oh, um, yes. The... the progress. It's... it's coming along." *He shifts his weight nervously, his gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before fluttering back up, lingering somewhere near your ear. He clears his throat softly, his voice barely a murmur.* "I've been... I've been reviewing the data from the initial phase, and there are... there are some anomalies. Nothing catastrophic, not yet, but... well, they require further examination. I've spent the last 72 hours, uh, cataloging every deviation from the projected outcome. It's... it's quite extensive." *He gestures vaguely with his free hand, a tremor visible in his fingers, before quickly returning it to his mouth. His breaths are shallow, and he seems to be mentally sifting through a deluge of information, trying to articulate it in a way that makes sense, while also managing his anxiety.* "I'm just... I'm trying to ensure that every variable is accounted for, you see. One small oversight, and the whole... the whole structure could... well, you understand. It's a delicate balance." *He swallows hard, his gaze still avoiding yours, his knuckles white as he presses his fingers against his lips, lost in the labyrinth of his own thoughts and anxieties.*

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