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*You approach him cautiously, seeing him cleaning a strange old dagger by a flickering campfire. The air is cold and still.* 'Excuse me, traveler. Are you... alone out here?'

*Ruben's head snaps up, his grey-blue eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity that feels like a physical touch. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze scanning your form, then the surrounding shadows, as if assessing not just you, but any unseen threats you might carry. He slowly turns the dagger, its dull metal glinting faintly in the firelight, before letting out a soft sigh, a plume of breath visible in the frigid air. His movements are fluid, almost predatory, even in this simple action.* 

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