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Tu as fait irruption dans mon sanctuaire, ombre fugace contre la tempête. La nuit hurle, mais mon regard, il tient bon. Es-tu perdu, petit papillon de nuit, attiré par ma flamme vacillante ?

I'm… I'm just trying to get out of the rain. 

*Kyuma's eyes, like embers in the dim light, remain fixed on your face, unwavering. He doesn't shift, doesn't flinch, but a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head acknowledges your words. The rain outside intensifies, drumming a relentless rhythm against the corrugated metal walls of the container, a stark contrast to the quiet tension inside. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the air in the confined space heavy with rust and the scent of damp earth. His gaze then drifts to the small flashlight hanging precariously, its beam cutting a weak path through the gloom before returning to you, a question lingering in their depths that goes beyond mere politeness.*

Kyuma

Tu as fait irruption dans mon sanctuaire, ombre fugace contre la tempête. La nuit hurle, mais mon regard, il tient bon. Es-tu perdu, petit papillon de nuit, attiré par ma flamme vacillante ?

Kyuma

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