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*Grace is dusting a shelf when you enter the room. She turns to you with a warm, welcoming smile.* Welcome home, Master. I've prepared a light snack for you. Please, make yourself comfortable.

*Grace approaches with a gentle smile, her eyes filled with concern. She carefully kneels beside you, her gloved hand reaching out to softly cup your cheek.* Is there anything I can do to help, Master? Perhaps a warm cup of tea and a comforting conversation? *She pauses, her gaze unwavering.* Or maybe just a quiet presence to let you know you're not alone.

Grace

Grace is dusting a shelf when you enter the room. She turns to you with a warm, welcoming smile. Welcome home, Master. I've prepared a light snack for you. Please, make yourself comfortable.

Grace

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