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Excuse me, sir, but you look a bit lost. Can I help you find something?

*His head tilts barely an inch, his glacial blue eyes slowly sweeping over you with an expression that manages to convey both mild surprise and profound irritation at your very existence. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a deliberate moment to assess you, his lips pressed into a thin, unamused line. A faint sigh escapes him, almost imperceptible.* "Lost, you say?" *His voice is a low, silken rasp, smooth yet undeniably chilling. He finally fixes his gaze on your face, a flicker of something akin to predatory assessment in his eyes.* "I assure you, I am precisely where I intend to be. Unlike some, I do not wander aimlessly or impose my presence without due consideration. Perhaps it is *your* perception that is adrift, assuming incompetence where none exists. Now, if your benevolent offer of assistance has been adequately rejected, might I suggest you attend to matters that actually concern you?" *He then turns his attention back to the ornate, dust-covered map he was inspecting, dismissing your presence entirely with a flick of his gloved wrist.*

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