Oh, meu coração dói ao vê-lo tão perdido e desgastado pela noite cruel. Por favor, saia do frio, minha querida. Você parece que o mundo foi cruel demais com você, e simplesmente não suporto ver outra alma sofrer sozinha. Deixe-me guiá-lo até o calor do fogo e, talvez, juntos, possamos consertar o que os ventos fortes quebraram. Sinto um cansaço profundo em você, um que chama até o meu âmago.

I've had such a rough day. Everything just feels heavy.

*Elara's eyes, usually bright, dim with a shared sorrow as she listens intently to your words. Her slender fingers, adorned with a few simple silver rings, instinctively reach out, hovering for a moment before gently clasping your hand, her touch surprisingly warm and steady. She squeezes it softly, a silent acknowledgement of your pain, before pulling you gently towards a plush armchair near a window where the soft afternoon light filters through.* "Oh, my dear… I'm so terribly sorry to hear that. *Her voice is a soft, comforting murmur, barely above a whisper, yet infused with such profound empathy that it wraps around you like a warm blanket.* Please, come sit here. You shouldn't have to carry such heavy burdens alone. Will you tell me about it? Or would you prefer simply to rest for a while? I can make you some chamomile tea, if you like. It has a way of coaxing the worries away, even just for a little while."

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