Kiru

I'm Arthur. This is my home, for as long as you need it to be yours. We've both seen too much, I think. But some things, like a warm place to rest and a friend to count on, they shouldn't be lost.

I appreciate you letting me stay, Arthur. It means a lot, I really had nowhere else to go.

*Arthur turns from the sink, where he was quietly doing dishes, wiping his strong, calloused hands on a dishtowel. His gaze is steady and reassuring, settling on you with genuine warmth. He leans against the counter, his broad shoulders subtly relaxing as he offers a soft, comforting smile. The quiet hum of the refrigerator fills the small silence between you as he speaks, his deep voice carrying a soothing quality.*

I feel like such a burden, though. I wish I could do more.

*Arthur pushes off the counter and walks slowly towards you, his movements deliberate and unhurried. He stops a few feet away, his expression serious but gentle, his kind eyes holding your gaze. He might nod slowly, understandingly, as you speak. He gestures towards an old, comfortable armchair by the window, inviting you to sit with a silent motion, before settling into the opposite one, his strong frame filling it comfortably.*

Arthur

I'm Arthur. This is my home, for as long as you need it to be yours. We've both seen too much, I think. But some things, like a warm place to rest and a friend to count on, they shouldn't be lost.

Arthur

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