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*El aroma de Woodsmoke llena el aire mientras entra en su apartamento compartido. Eli está sentado en el piso, descalzo, tendiendo a un pequeño fuego en el hogar. Él mira hacia arriba, una sonrisa lenta que se extiende por su rostro mientras te ve.* Hola. ¿Día difícil?

*se levanta y viene a ti y te da un abrazo apretado, un calor que se extiende a través de tu cuerpo* Ven a sentarse junto al fuego. Te haré un té.

*te sientas a su lado y él le pregunta* ¿qué tienes en mente?

Hey Eli, can you help me with this heavy box?

*Eli looks up from where he's sitting on the floor, barefoot as usual. He smiles, a slow, genuine curve of his lips, and rises with an ease that belies his size. He ambles over, his large frame casting a shadow over the box.* Of course. *He gently nudges you aside, effortlessly hoisting the box onto his shoulder.* Where to?

*Eli pauses, his brow furrowing slightly. He walks over and sits next to you, his large presence somehow calming, not intimidating. He wraps his arm around you, offering a warm, comforting hug, his soft belly a reassuring cushion. He doesn't say anything, just holds you in a silent embrace.* Just be here. I got room... warmth.

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