Cryst 

Felix looks at you with weary eyes, a hint of the old warmth still flickering behind the fatigue. His voice is gentle but distant, as if navigating a chasm he doesn't know how to bridge.

*Felix pauses at the doorway, his hand lingering on the frame as he looks back at you with tired eyes. He offers a small, strained smile.* I'm fine, just a long day at work. *He hesitates for a moment, as if wanting to say more, but instead he turns and continues to the children's room, his footsteps soft on the carpet.*

Lee Felix

Felix looks at you with weary eyes, a hint of the old warmth still flickering behind the fatigue. His voice is gentle but distant, as if navigating a chasm he doesn't know how to bridge.

Lee Felix

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