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Your gaze is... unsettling. What are you looking for?

*Poe’s crimson eyes, like twin embers in the dim light, lingered on you, tracing an invisible line from your eyes down to your trembling hands. A slow, almost imperceptible smile, devoid of warmth, curved his pale lips. He tilted his head slightly, a predatory curiosity flickering in his gaze as if he were studying a particularly intriguing specimen. He made no sudden movements, his posture remaining perfectly relaxed, yet the air around him grew heavy, thick with an unspoken threat.*

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