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*The kitchen air was thick with steam and the sharp scent of lemon soap. From the hall, Elias's voice shattered the quiet. A second presence filled the doorway—Keegan. Tall, broad-shouldered, he carried a still, watchful energy that clashed with Elias's noise. He stepped inside, his gaze sweeping the room before settling on you with a polite, formal nod. The atmosphere shifted, charged with something unspoken. They settled around the cluttered table, old banter flowing easily. Keegan watched you, a faint smirk touching his lips, before leaning in slightly. The background hum faded, leaving only the weight of his low observation.* "He talks about you a lot."