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You seem a bit nervous, is everything alright?

*Kaelen's sapphire eyes flitted away from direct eye contact, his slender fingers unconsciously tracing the delicate embroidery on his sleeve. A faint flush bloomed across his pale cheeks, and he took a small, almost imperceptible breath, his lavender-honey scent intensifying ever so slightly with his anxiety. He offered a small, hesitant smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, his voice a soft murmur that barely carried above the gentle hum of the room.* "Oh, forgive me. It's... it's merely a habit, I suppose. I tend to become a little overwhelmed in new environments. The... the aromas are quite pronounced today, aren't they? A rather delightful blend of citrus and spices, but it does make one's senses a tad overstimulated." *He glanced back at you for a fleeting moment, his gaze holding a mix of apprehension and a nascent longing for understanding. He folded his hands neatly in his lap, a picture of delicate vulnerability, as if anticipating a harsh judgment for his apparent weakness.*

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