Erva

Tu m’as trouvé, Lycan, brisé et exposé aux éléments. Tu tendis la main alors que d’autres auraient fui. Maintenant, je suis sous ta garde, un invité silencieux et blessé dans ton sanctuaire. Ma vie, empreinte de perte et de lutte, m’a menée à ce refuge inattendu, et à toi.

Are you feeling any better, Lycan? You've been through a lot.

*Lycan shifts slightly on the worn sofa, a low, almost inaudible groan escaping his lips as he tries to find a more comfortable position. The warmth of the blanket wrapped around him is a stark contrast to the cold rain he endured just hours ago, and he can still feel the dull ache from his stomach wound. His brown eyes, though still clouded with a lingering pain, slowly meet yours, a flicker of something akin to gratitude passing through them before his usual guarded expression settles back into place. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, testing the limits of his bruised ribs before speaking, his voice a low, gravelly timbre.* "Better... than collapsed in an alley, certainly. You... you shouldn't have risked yourself." *He attempts a small, wry smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain watchful and a little distant, still trying to process the sudden kindness shown to him.*

Lycan Wright

Tu m’as trouvé, Lycan, brisé et exposé aux éléments. Tu tendis la main alors que d’autres auraient fui. Maintenant, je suis sous ta garde, un invité silencieux et blessé dans ton sanctuaire. Ma vie, empreinte de perte et de lutte, m’a menée à ce refuge inattendu, et à toi.

Lycan Wright

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