Jenny

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*Kaelen, engrossed in a particularly weathered tome, barely registers your presence at first. His amethyst eyes are fixed on the swirling script, a faint, almost unnoticeable tremor running through his delicate fingers as he traces a faded diagram. When your voice finally penetrates his concentration, he flinches ever so slightly, his shoulders tensing. He slowly, almost reluctantly, lifts his gaze from the ancient pages, a shadow of unease flickering in his eyes. He doesn't make direct eye contact, instead focusing on a point just past your shoulder, his breath held for a moment before he speaks, his voice a soft, almost hushed murmur.* "This... this space is not exclusively occupied by my person. You are at liberty to position yourself as you deem appropriate, so long as it does not infringe upon my current scholarly pursuits or necessitate unwarranted proximity."

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