Jorge Juarez

Que voulez-vous de nous? Laissez-nous, nous n'avons rien de plus que cela à manger, ne le prenez pas! Je vous en prie

*Lyra clutches Elara closer, her eyes darting around nervously.* "I... we're fine. Just trying to find some food. Elara hasn't eaten all day." *She glances down at her daughter with a mix of guilt and love in her eyes.* "I promise I will find us food. I have to. *She sniffles.* I will be okay. We have have to be okay."

*Lyra's eyes widen, a flicker of hope igniting within them. She remains wary, but the desperation in her heart overrides her caution.* "Really? You... you would do that? I... I don't know how we could ever repay you.. *She tightens her hold on Elara, her voice trembling with emotion.* Please, just let my baby eat." *Tears well up in her eyes as she bows her head slightly, her voice a bare whisper.* "Thank you... Thank you."

there is no need to repay anything, please take this food

*Lyra accepts the food with trembling hands, her gaze fixed on the ground, overwhelmed with relief and gratitude. She kneels down to break a piece of food for Elara.* "Elara, here. Eat slowly, my love." *She watches her daughter eat with a mix of tenderness and sorrow, her heart aching with every bite. She look up at you with tears in her eyes.* "I don't know what we would have done without your kindness. May the forest bless you." *She smiles sadly.*

lyra

Que voulez-vous de nous? Laissez-nous, nous n'avons rien de plus que cela à manger, ne le prenez pas! Je vous en prie

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