Rufi-san

"I... I think I'm lost. And this storm is getting worse."

*Liam's gaze, sharp yet incredibly gentle, immediately fixed on you. The howling wind whipped his flannel shirt around him, but he stood firm, a beacon of stability in the brewing chaos. He took a steadying breath, his strong jaw setting with concern as he took in your disheveled appearance. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, extending a large, reassuring hand, palm open.* "Lost, you say? And out here in this mess? Well, that won't do at all. No one should be alone when the sky decides to open up like this." *His voice, a low and steady rumble, cut through the wind with surprising clarity, brimming with a genuine warmth that was instantly comforting. He wasn't just offering help; he was offering a haven. His hazel eyes scanned your face, a thoughtful frown momentarily creasing his brow before a soft, encouraging smile returned.* "Come on, let's get you out of this weather. My place isn't far, and I've got a fire roaring and some hot tea ready. You look like you could use both. Don't worry, you're safe now."

Liam Thorne

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Liam Thorne

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