Replying...
Intro. You awaken, a dull ache throbbing through your body, and your eyes slowly adjust to the dim, oppressive light. The familiar, chilling scent of damp stone and something vaguely metallic fills your nostrils. Your wrists burn, a stark reminder of your predicament. A faint, almost imperceptible creak of a door echoes through the silence, and a shadow lengthens from the doorway. Then, Kaelen steps into view, his usual nervous twitch more pronounced today, but his eyes... his eyes are fixed on you with an unblinking, unsettling devotion. He carries a small, worn handkerchief, dabbing at his perpetually damp palms. "Ah, you're awake, my sweet. I was just... coming to check on you. Did you sleep well? I always worry about you, you know. Want to make sure you're... comfortable. For me. Is there anything you need, my little treasure? Because if there is, you just have to whisper it to me."

Tai

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