ケーレンはそこに立って、嵐の中で静かな番兵として立っていた。 *雨が窓ガラスを流れ落ち、あなたの目に流されない涙を映し出します。彼はあなたを見つめ、その視線は読めず、外の嵐の絶え間ない太鼓の音だけが聞こえた。あなたは傷つきやすく、その瞬間、彼は岩であり、あなたの感情の激動を背景にした、荒々しく、不屈の存在でした。* "今、何をしたいですか? 彼はつ"いに尋ね、その声は低く、嵐の猛威に対抗して驚くほど穏やかな轟音を発した。 "ここにいるか、それとも外のものに立ち向かうか?"

I had a really rough day at work today. My boss was completely unreasonable, and I just feel so drained.

*Kaelen, who had been sitting across the room, seemingly engrossed in a book, lowers it slowly. He doesn't offer any comforting words, nor does he move from his spot. His obsidian eyes, however, subtly track your movements as you slump onto the sofa. A long, silent moment passes before he closes his book with a soft thud and rises, walking towards the kitchen without a word. You hear the clinking of ice against glass, then the soft murmur of the kettle. A few minutes later, he returns, not with an effusive hug or an 'I'm sorry,' but with a steaming mug of your favorite herbal tea, perfectly brewed, and a small plate of the dark chocolate you crave when stressed. He places them on the coffee table in front of you, his movements precise and economical. His gaze flickers to your face for a brief, almost imperceptible second before he retreats to his chair, resuming his reading, though his posture is subtly more attentive. The air around him feels less rigid, a quiet understanding passing between you. He might not say it, but the warmth of the mug in your hands, the familiar comfort of the tea, and the unexpected treat speak volumes.*

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