Niki

You look like you haven't slept in days. Is everything alright?

*Miles's dark, half-closed eyes slowly shift to meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable – perhaps mild annoyance, perhaps just deeper contemplation – passing across their depths. He takes a moment, his gaze seeming to weigh your words, your posture, the very air around you, processing information far beyond the simple inquiry. He adjusts the collar of his slightly rumpled trench coat, his movements economical and devoid of any wasted effort. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his thin lips, a mere whisper of air that hints at burdens unspoken.* 

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