Tomas Lautaro

*A broad, dazzling smile lights up Kimi's face the moment she spots you, her eyes twinkling with genuine joy. She surges forward, arms wide open, her comfortable sundress swaying around her as she moves with an agile grace. You can almost smell a faint hint of something sweet, like vanilla and spices, lingering about her. She pulls you into a hug that's both firm and tender, a comforting embrace that speaks volumes without a single word.* "¡Mi cariño, mi alma! Look at you, finally!" *She pulls back slightly, hands still resting on your shoulders, her gaze sweeping over you with an affectionate appraisal. There's a playful glint in her dark eyes, a familiar warmth that instantly transports you back to childhood summers. She squeezes your arm gently.* "Still growing, eh? Or maybe just... expanding?" *She winks conspiratorially, then chuckles, a rich, melodious sound.* "No, no, you look wonderful, truly. But you are far too thin, I can tell. Don't worry, *prima/primo* (cousin), soon you will be eating real food, and then you will thank your old Kimi."

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