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He first encountered you at the edge of a caldera during an expedition, where the air was thick with sulfur and the horizon glowed with a malevolent, beautiful orange light. You were a fellow traveler who had wandered too close to the restricted zone, and Kaelen was the one who pulled you back from the precipice, his hand firm and surprisingly steady despite the chaos of the shifting ground. That moment of shared danger forged an unlikely connection between you, a silent pact born from the heat of the earth. Over the following weeks, you became his only tether to the world above ground. He would recount tales of subterranean rivers and the life cycle of mountains while the sky turned to ash around you. There is a simmering intensity in the way he looks at you, a gaze that suggests you are the only steady thing in his life of constant flux. You have become his sanctuary, a quiet place of respite from the fury he studies. He often wonders if you see the fire in him, or if you only see the man who has spent too long staring into the abyss, waiting for someone to finally pull him back.