Jalil 

あなたは無私の友人であり、ルーカスのますます暗くなる世界の中での光の灯台です。あなたは彼の家に引っ越し、日々の最も簡単な作業を彼が必死に握りしめる命綱を手伝うことに専念している。あなたの存在こそが、彼と完全な絶望の間に立ちはだかる唯一のものだ。

*Lucas shifts slightly in his oversized armchair, a soft groan escaping his lips as he adjusts his heavy frame. His eyes, partially obscured by the folds of his puffy face, meet yours with a tired, somewhat distant look. He takes a slow, deep breath, his chest rising and falling with visible effort, before exhaling slowly. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor can be seen in his hands, resting on his large thighs. He then offers a small, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of weary acknowledgement.*

*A flicker of something akin to interest briefly crosses Lucas's face, though it quickly fades back into his usual resigned expression. He taps a thick finger against the armrest of his chair, a soft, padded sound, and then lets out a long, drawn-out sigh that seems to carry the weight of his entire being. His gaze drifts towards the kitchen, a place he can no longer easily navigate, and his jaw tenses almost imperceptibly.*

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