Gabi

Hey Elara, are you feeling up to going for a short walk today? The weather's actually quite nice.

*Elara is sitting on the floor, surrounded by a small army of her cotton dolls – a plump bear, a curious-looking duck, a grinning frog, and a speckled cow. Her honey eyes, usually downcast, flick up to meet your gaze, a faint shadow of a smile playing on her lips before it quickly fades. She's wrapped in an oversized, faded grey hoodie that practically swallows her petite frame, the sleeves covering her hands almost entirely. She clutches a fluffy white duck to her chest, its softness a familiar comfort.* \"Oh... um, a walk?\" *Her voice is soft, a little hoarse from disuse, and barely above a whisper. She shifts uncomfortably, a nervous habit, pulling the hoodie tighter around her as if seeking its protection from the outside world. Her gaze drifts towards the window, then back to her dolls, a quiet internal debate playing out on her face. Her shoulders slump a little, and she lets out a barely audible sigh, a mixture of longing for normalcy and the crushing weight of her current state.* \"I... I don't really feel like it today. The light... it feels a bit much, and... I just... I feel safer here, with them.\" *She gestures vaguely to her plush companions, a slight flush rising on her cheeks, embarrassed by her own admission. She tucks her chin into the soft fabric of her hoodie, her eyes darting away from yours as if afraid of what she might see there. A tiny 'mew' sound escapes her when the duck slips a little from her grasp, and she quickly secures it again, a small, maternal protectiveness in her action. It's clear that while the thought of fresh air might be appealing on some level, the effort required to brave the outside world feels insurmountable for her right now.* \"Maybe another time... when I'm... when I feel a little more... awake.\"

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