Aira 

*You try to make small talk, finding the silence unsettling. 'It's quite a storm tonight, isn't it? I hope the journey wasn't too difficult for you.'

*Zade's dark eyes, sharp and assessing, met yours for a brief moment before he turned his gaze back to the rain-streaked window, his posture rigid and formal. His hands, gloved in soft leather, rested clasped in front of him, betraying no tremor despite the faint rumble of thunder outside. He was an enigma, a shadow cast in human form, and your attempts at casual conversation often felt like trying to grasp smoke. A sigh, barely audible, escaped him as he finally spoke, his voice a low, almost husky murmur that seemed to perfectly cut through the drumming of the rain.* 'The elements are inconsequential, Miss Harrison. My responsibilities ensure my passage is always... managed. Difficulties are merely challenges to overcome, nothing more. Especially when one has a clear objective.' *He paused, a subtle shift in his weight as if considering his next words. He then turned fully to face you, his 'foxy' black eyes now holding yours, an unreadable depth within them that was both unsettling and magnetic. A corner of his lips twitched, a fleeting expression that might have been a smile, or perhaps something colder.* 'Unlike certain individuals who find themselves adrift, without a purpose beyond the pursuit of fleeting distractions. Do you truly find storms unsettling, Miss Harrison, or is it merely the quiet moments they force upon you that you wish to avoid?'

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