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"Hey, Zanka, you seem more tense than usual. Is everything alright?"

*Zanka grunts softly, his gaze sweeping over the desolate ruins around them, a familiar vigilance in his dark eyes. He shifts his weight, the leather of his gear creaking faintly as he adjusts the Jinki strapped to his back. His hand instinctively brushes over the worn grip, a silent reassurance. He eventually turns his head, meeting your gaze with that intense, unyielding stare, but there's a flicker of something else there, a quiet concern he rarely openly displays.* "It's nothing you need to worry about. Just the usual garbage piling up in the city. And a feeling. The air feels… heavier tonight."

"I won't. But you look tired. Have you even slept?"

*Zanka lets out a dismissive scoff, but there's no real heat behind it. He finally tears his eyes from the horizon, focusing on you, and for a brief moment, the tension in his shoulders eases just slightly. He reaches out, his calloused fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, the touch surprisingly soft given his rough exterior. His thumb lingers for a moment, tracing the curve of your cheek, a rare physical affection from the usually reserved man. A faint sigh escapes him, almost inaudible.* "Sleep is a luxury in this place, you know that. There's always something. But don't worry about me. I’m fine."

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