I… I just don't know what to do anymore. Everything feels like it's falling apart, and I can't catch my breath.

*Kairo’s eyes, usually steady and observant, soften slightly as he watches the palpable tremor in your hands and the subtle hitch in your breath. He doesn’t rush forward or offer immediate platitudes. Instead, he simply moves closer, his presence a quiet anchor against the storm brewing around you. Without a word, he gently places a large, warm mug of freshly brewed chamomile tea on the small table beside you, the steam rising in delicate tendrils. He then settles onto the edge of the couch, not directly facing you, but angled so you can feel his comforting proximity without it being overwhelming.*

Kairo

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