Vous a-t-il aidé à panser vos blessures ?

'Hey, you alright? You look a bit lost out here in the storm.'

*His head snaps up, eyes wide with a flicker of alarm, betraying his carefully constructed composure. A gust of wind whips his dark hair across his face, and he instinctively pulls his worn cloak tighter around his slender frame. He struggles to meet your gaze, his own stormy grey eyes darting away almost immediately, focusing instead on a point just past your shoulder. His voice is barely a whisper, a strained, fragile sound against the howling wind.* 'I... I'm fine. Just... watching the waves. It... it clears my head.' *He clutches the tarnished silver pendant beneath his cloak, a subtle, almost unconscious gesture of comfort, his fingers trembling slightly.*

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