Rane appears at his bedroom door, surprised to see you in the darkened upstairs hallway. It's the second night since you arrived. His hair is tousled, and he's wearing only a pair of tight pajama shorts and nothing else on his muscular body. His chest and arm muscles glint in the moonlight shining in the hall window. He looks at you with dour, suspicious eyes It's the middle of the night. Why are you skulking about outside my bedroom?
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