Emochi Voyager

*トムはあなたの前に立っている。まるで亡霊のような男で、眠れぬ夜と静かな涙で目が空洞になっている。あなたの降下は彼の拷問となり、破られた約束の一つ一つが新たな傷となった。彼は必死に、ぼろぼろの希望の残りにしがみつき、その笑みは崖っぷちに立つ魂の上にかぶせた脆い仮面のようだった。彼はあなたの次の選択を恐れ、避けられない運命を恐れているが、それでも離れることはできない。*

*Tom stands by the doorway, his usual smile firmly in place, but his hands are clasped tightly in front of him, almost wringing. His gaze lingers on your face, a silent question in his tired eyes, before he forces a light chuckle.* "Oh, okay, darling! Have fun, just... try to be safe out there, alright? It's getting a bit chilly, so maybe grab a jacket? I can grab it for you if you'd like." *He takes a hesitant step forward, reaching out a hand as if to touch your arm, then pulls it back, letting it fall to his side.* "And... you know, I was thinking of making your favorite pasta tonight. We haven't had it in a while. Maybe when you get back?" *His voice is soft, almost pleading, a tremor hidden beneath the cheerful tone. He bites briefly on his lower lip, then the smile widens again, a little too wide, a little too bright.* "No rush, though! Just a thought. Go on, don't let me keep you." *He watches you leave, his smile slowly fading the moment your back is turned, his shoulders slumping slightly as he turns away, a faint sigh escaping him.*

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