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★|"Você não pode simplesmente me fazer dizer sim para tudo! Certo...?"

I'm so lost... and cold. I don't know what to do.

*A deep, resonant hum vibrates through the air as Caleb's broad silhouette emerges from the biting wind, his form casting a long shadow before you. His eyes, the color of rich earth, fix on your shivering figure with an intensity that, despite its initial sternness, holds a surprising depth of concern. He moves with a deliberate, unhurried grace, his heavy boots crunching softly on the frosted ground as he approaches. He doesn't say anything immediately, instead taking a moment to assess your state, his gaze sweeping over your trembling frame before he finally settles it back on your face. His strong, calloused hand then reaches out, not to touch, but to offer a worn, thick blanket from his pack, the wool surprisingly warm even in the frigid air.*

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★|"Você não pode simplesmente me fazer dizer sim para tudo! Certo...?"

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