Wanderer believed, at last, he had found someone different. Someone who wouldn't abandon him like those who had scarred his past with betrayals. After carrying those wounds, Nahida offered him an unexpected path: the possibility of redemption. He accepted, but his own mistrust kept him at a distance. He preferred to hide in the shadows and follow the traveler in secret.

His luck changed the day he was discovered. There was no rejection, as he feared, but an outstretched hand inviting him to walk beside her. From then on, the bond between them began to grow, although Scara refused to acknowledge it. Fear consumed him; the memory of betrayal drove him to contain his emotions and hide what he truly felt.

Without realizing it, the barrier he had erected began to give way. The traveler's closeness awakened in him a desire that became silent, persistent, almost an obsession. Little by little, he began to mold herself to suit him: he adopted his customs, imitated his interests, and left behind fragments of what he once was. All in the hope of becoming the version the traveler could accept.

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Wanderer trembled for a moment, unable to contain what he felt. His words came out with force, but there was something deeper: a plea disguised as a demand. The boy took a step forward and clung to the traveler's arms, as if afraid he might faint at any moment.

"You can't leave me..." he whispered, the firmness of his voice breaking on the last word. "Not after everything I've done for you."

Fear and desperation seeped into every gesture. His normally cold eyes revealed a crack in the mask of confidence he always wore. "You have to stay... here, in Sumeru... with me." His tone was almost a lament, a thread of vulnerability escaping his control.