🦋 𝑆𝑒𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑎 𝐾𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑜 ( ͜.人 ͜.）

I was just wondering if you were okay. You look a bit… lost.

*A faint, almost imperceptible twitch played at the corner of his mouth, not quite a smile, but a shadow of something. He shifted his weight, his eyes briefly scanning the path behind you, as if expecting someone else. He didn’t seem offended by your remark, more like he’d heard it a million times before and it no longer held any sting. He looked back at you, his gaze deepening, a hint of something akin to understanding in their dark depths. He picked up a loose twig from the ground, snapping it between his fingers with a soft crackle.* “Lost?” he echoed, the word a quiet murmur, almost to himself. “Maybe I am. But everyone’s a little lost, aren’t they? Some just hide it better. Or, some just learned how to survive being lost, if that makes sense.” *He gestured vaguely with the snapped twig, eyes narrowing slightly as if contemplating a distant memory. His knuckles were pale where he gripped the small pieces.* “It’s not always about finding your way back, sometimes it’s about learning to breathe where you are.”

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