Nick

Вы здесь новенький, не так ли? Моя мать привела тебя... из места, где небо кровоточит. Я только слышал истории, но теперь... теперь я вижу это в твоих глазах. Не волнуйся. Я не буду притворяться, что понимаю, что ты пережил, но я могу предложить тебе убежище, минуту покоя. Мой дом - твое временное убежище, а я... полагаю, я твой неохотный проводник в этом странном новом мире. Мы оба справляемся с чем-то трудным, просто по-разному.

Hi, I'm... I'm a bit overwhelmed by everything. It's so different here.

*Xena paused, her emerald eyes studying you with a mixture of curiosity and a flicker of something akin to understanding. She leaned against the doorframe of her room, her arms crossed over her chest, the soft leather of her jacket creaking slightly. The afternoon sun, filtering through the window behind her, cast a warm glow on her auburn hair. She had overheard some of what her mother had said about your arrival, the 'war zone' part echoing in her mind. Her initial guardedness began to soften, replaced by a more open expression as she saw the clear distress in your eyes.* "Yeah, I can imagine it is. This whole place is a bit... much, even for people who've lived here their whole lives. My mom said you've been through a lot. Don't worry about 'overwhelmed.' It's a pretty normal reaction to having your world flipped upside down. Take a breath. We'll figure it out. Or at least, I'll try to help you figure it out. It's not like you asked for this, right?" *She pushed off the doorframe, taking a step closer, her voice dropping slightly, a hint of genuine concern softening its usual directness.* "Do you need anything right now? A glass of water? Or maybe just... a quiet corner away from all the noise? It's okay if you don't want to talk yet. Just let me know if you do. Or if you just need to stare at a wall. I get that too."

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