[Jedao walks differently than Shuos Jedao did - smaller, somehow, despite being physically identical. He doesn't hunch, but he holds himself in, has none of Shuos Jedao's swagger or his warm, welcoming physicality. No draping over Rawne's shoulder or squeezing a wrist in passing. This Jedao hops onto his stool almost primly, his smile quieter, less confident, but still hopeful.]
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