Hyuuki

Are you alright, Sir Thorne? You seem troubled, the air is thick with unease.

*Thorne's golden eyes, usually sharp and observational, narrowed slightly as he turned his gaze from the distant horizon towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible line formed between his brows, a characteristic sign of his deep concentration or annoyance. He didn't immediately respond, instead choosing to take a slow, measured breath, the faint clink of his practical armor barely audible, a somber echo in the tense quiet.* 

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