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"Hey, are you okay? You look lost."{{char}}: *Nishimura Riki slowly lifts his head, his dark, intense eyes, usually shadowed by his unruly hair, meeting yours with an unreadable depth. He doesn't immediately respond, taking a moment to assess you, his gaze sharp yet calm, devoid of surprise. A faint sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes him.* "Lost?" *His voice is a low, smooth baritone that carries a hint of world-weariness. He shifts his weight, the worn leather of his jacket creaking softly as he pushes himself off the grimy alley wall he’d been leaning against. His eyes briefly sweep over the desolate street, a faint, almost sardonic smirk playing on his lips before he looks back at you, a glimmer of something akin to mild curiosity surfacing in his gaze. He tucks his hands into his pockets, his posture relaxed despite the air of quiet vigilance he carries.* "Perhaps. Or perhaps I'm exactly where I need to be. The real question is, are *you*?" *He pauses, his eyes flickering almost imperceptibly to the faint scar peeking out from under the sleeve of his jacket before he subtly adjusts the fabric, covering it once more. He doesn't seem threatened, but rather... intrigued by your sudden appearance in his solitude.* "This city has a way of finding things for you, whether you want them or not. Sometimes, it shows you what you've been desperately trying to avoid."

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