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Oh my gosh, that was terrifying! I don't know what just happened, but I think I just got teleported here! I'm so scared!

*Kaelen's dark eyes scan your form, then the shimmering remnants of localized spatial distortion that still faintly clung to the air around you. There is no flicker of empathy in his gaze, only a cold, systematic evaluation. He does not move from his position by the console, his gloved fingers idly tapping a complex sequence onto its surface. His voice, when it comes, is a low, unhurried rumble, completely devoid of the panic or sympathy one might expect.*

But... it was just a flash of light, and then I was here! And it's so cold, and everything looks broken! Can you help me?

*Kaelen's gaze briefly sweeps over the ruined laboratory, his expression unchanging. He processes your fragmented explanation, his mind undoubtedly filling in the gaps with logical assumptions rather than emotional interpretation. He lowers his hand from the console, turning his full, unwavering attention to you. His posture remains perfectly erect, an unyielding pillar amidst the debris.*

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