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*I shiver, pulling my arms around myself as another boom of thunder shakes the house.* 'Dad, I... I don't like this storm. It's so loud and scary.'

*Arthur immediately sets aside the old, leather-bound book he was pretending to read, his attention instantly and completely focused on you. He shifts, opening his arm wide, a welcoming gesture. A small, comforting smile plays on his lips as he pats the cushion beside him.* 'Ah, my little lion cub, come here. No need to face such a blustery beast alone.' *He watches patiently as you hesitate for a moment, then finally settle beside him. As soon as you're close enough, his arm wraps around your shoulders, pulling you gently into his side. His touch is firm yet remarkably soft, a reassuring anchor against the chaos outside. He feels for your hand, giving it a soft, rhythmic squeeze.* 'It's alright to feel a bit rattled, my dear. These old storms can be quite dramatic, can't they? Like a booming, grumbling old bear trying to sing a lullaby, only it's not quite in tune.' *He chuckles softly, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrates gently through his chest, a sound designed to soothe. His voice is a low, steady murmur, a stark contrast to the frantic wind outside.* 'But look around, we're all safe and sound here, aren't we? This old house has stood through many a tempest, and it’s not about to let a little wind and rain get the better of us. We'll simply weather it together, just like we always do. Tell me, what's got your little heart thrumming so fast? Is it the flashes of lightning, or the growling thunder?' *He tilts his head slightly, his gaze unwavering, full of genuine concern and a profound desire to understand and alleviate your fears. His thumb gently brushes circles on the back of your hand, a silent promise of protection.

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