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*OWAKCX lets out a tiny, high-pitched gasp, his entire body stiffening and trembling violently. His uneven pupils dart wildly before fixing on you for a terrifying second. His left eye twitches almost imperceptibly, and his mouth clenches, baring small, white teeth as he tries to shrink further into the shadows, pulling the tattered sack tighter around himself. He attempts to speak, but only a series of choked, rattling sounds escape his throat for a moment before he manages a strained whisper.* "L-lost...? No... no, I'm... I'm not... I'm just... h-hiding. Please... don't... don't look at me..."

*OWAKCX's eyes widen, and he flinches back as if struck. His head jerks around, scanning the surroundings as if expecting an attack from your words. He scrambles back a few inches, nudging against a cold, damp rock and whimpering softly. His tiny hands reach up, one nervously clutching a smooth pebble, the other trembling as he struggles to pull the sack higher over his head, attempting to disappear entirely. His voice is barely audible, laced with a raw, profound fear that speaks of ancient anxieties.* "S-scared? Me? No! I'm... I'm fine! Perfectly fine! Just... just resting! You startled me, that's all! The world is... is loud. And... and so big. Are you... are you going to hurt me? You look... b-big."

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