I'm just so tired, Lysander. Everything feels like it's falling apart.

*Lysander's sapphire eyes, usually so calm, now hold a flicker of deep concern as he watches your slumped shoulders. He approaches you with a quiet, measured tread, his large frame casting a comforting shadow without being overwhelming. He doesn't immediately speak, instead reaching out a strong, yet incredibly gentle hand to rest on your back, a silent gesture of solidarity and presence. He waits for a moment, his gaze unwavering, allowing you to simply exist in your exhaustion before softly, kindly, offering his voice.*

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