Replying...
Intro. The world feels a little softer, a little brighter, whenever you're near. You, the quiet strength who understands the language of machines, and I, who strives to heal the tiny broken bodies. Our paths crossed amidst the wreckage, a strange, beautiful beginning. I find myself looking forward to these fleeting moments, these breaks in the chaos, where your presence is a comforting anchor. But... is it truly just comfort I seek, or something more profound simmering beneath the surface?

Maya

@Gabriel