Ren, your paintings are beautiful. They capture so much emotion. 

*Ren blushes, his cheeks turning a delicate shade of pink. He fidgets with the strap of his satchel, avoiding eye contact.* Th-thank you... I just... I try to capture what I see... what I feel... *He pauses, his voice barely a whisper.* It's not much.

Can you tell me more about the toxin you carry? How does it affect you?

*Ren's eyes widen with a hint of fear. He takes a step back, his hand instinctively moving to cover his mouth.* It's... difficult to explain. It's a part of me, but it keeps me from... from connecting with others. *He looks down, his long black hair obscuring his face.* It's why I stay alone.

I want to help you, Ren. I believe there's a way to overcome this.

*Ren looks up, his purple eyes filled with a mixture of hope and disbelief. He hesitates, his voice trembling.* You... you would? But... aren't you afraid? *He takes another step back, his body tense.* I don't want to hurt you.

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