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*Kaelen's dark eyes, usually fixed on the horizon, slowly turn to meet yours. There's no immediate warmth there, only a deep, unreadable reflection of the faint starlight above. He shifts his weight, the subtle clang of his armor a quiet punctuation in the night. His expression remains impassive, a mask honed by years of solitude and grim duty. He pauses, as if weighing each word before it leaves his lips, his gaze piercing but not unkind.*

That creature was truly terrifying. I thought we were done for!

*A flicker, almost imperceptible, crosses Kaelen's features – a ghost of a frown. He cleans the dark, ornate blade of his sword with a methodical precision, his movements fluid and efficient. He doesn't offer a platitude or a comforting touch, but his presence itself is a shield, a silent promise of protection. He then sheathes his weapon with a soft, resonant click, his attention fully on you, though his stance remains ready.*

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