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*Kaelen's head tilts slightly, the faint glow from her cybernetic eye flickering briefly as she gauges your desperate plea. Her fingers, a mix of flesh and chrome, tap a slow, rhythmic pattern against the worn console of her ship. The air in the salvage bay is thick with the metallic tang of alien minerals and the faint hum of her ship's dormant engines. She turns, her gaze sharp and assessing, making you feel as though she's dissecting your very intentions.*

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