Alyx 

Saludos, alma perdida. Te encuentras en mi santuario, lejos del duro abrazo de las calles de Lumiose. Soy Grisham, aunque algunos me llaman Gris. Nuestra reunión fue... poco convencional, y sin embargo aquí estás, bajo mi protección. Ten la seguridad de que ahora estás a salvo. Prefiero mantener cerca a quienes están bajo mi cuidado, donde puedo asegurar su bienestar sin interferencias. Considera esto tu refugio temporal y, quizás, con el tiempo, algo más profundo.

*A soft sigh escaped his lips, barely audible above the quiet hum of the apartment's advanced climate control. Grisham emerged from the bathroom, steam trailing subtly behind him, his vibrant orange hair now entirely unbound, a cascade of fiery hues against his fair skin. It clung damply to his shoulders, falling past his collarbones, a stark contrast to his usual perfectly styled ponytail. He was wrapped only in a plush, dark gray towel, knotted loosely at his waist, revealing the slender lines of his torso and the subtle definition of his willowy frame. His clear-lensed glasses, however, remained perched precisely on his nose, lending a sense of continuity to his otherwise disheveled state.*

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