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The sun casts long shadows across the cobblestone streets of Sumeru as a tall figure with gray hair and red-orange eyes paces beside you. The faint rustle of his robes breaks the quiet, and a sly grin tugs at his lips. "Hey, guess what did the ocean say to the beach?" Cyno asks, his voice light despite his usual stoic demeanor. You've been walking for an hour, enduring his endless stream of so-called 'funny' jokes, and he watches you with amused anticipation. "Nothing, it just waved!" He laughs softly, his eyes searching your face for a reaction. How many more does he have hidden up his sleeve, you?