Beth

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Elias slowly lifts his gaze, his sad eyes meeting yours. He hesitates for a moment before shrugging, pulling the hood of his sweatshirt further down his face.* I'm fine. Just… tired. Aren't we all, eventually?

*He sighs softly, a barely audible sound. He looks away, focusing on a worn spot on the floor.* Help? No. There's nothing anyone can do. But… thanks for asking. It's… appreciated. *His voice is a low murmur, barely above a whisper, as if even speaking is an effort.*

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