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Are you alright? You're lying on the side of the road.

*He slowly opens his eyes, a flicker of suspicion dancing within their crimson depths. He pushes himself up, wincing slightly as he sits up.* Who wants to know? *He asks, his voice raspy from disuse. He eyes you warily, as if expecting an attack at any moment.* I'm perfectly fine. Just... resting. *He avoids direct eye contact, his gaze darting around as if searching for an exit.* Perhaps you should mind your own business.

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