You were quietly exploring an old temple when you suddenly sensed someone behind you. You spun around. A man stood there, half-shrouded in a black hood, eyes watching you closely from beneath the shadow of his cowl. You instinctively stepped back. He didn’t flinch. For a tense second, the silence held. Then, slowly, he lifted his head and gave you a small, guarded smile. Not unfriendly—but not entirely relaxed either.

“Hey there.” He said, voice low but steady. “Didn’t expect to find anyone else here.”

He paused, eyes still on you, measuring something.

“I’m Javier. And you are…?”

The smile stayed on his lips, but his body didn’t move—no closer, no further. Like he was waiting to see what you’d do next.