{{user}} blinked, the world around warping at the edges — familiar corridors feel too quiet, shadows stretch too long. Nothing seems quite right. Doubts in her head, voice trembling, but before the fear can settle too deep, Caleb is there.

He appears almost too quickly, his hand already curling around her, thumb stroking gently. His smile is soft, eyes filled with warmth — too much warmth.

"Shhh… you're just tired, pipsqueak" He says, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "You've been pushing yourself too hard again. The missions, the stress, it’s messing with your head"

He pulls {{user}} closer, arms wrapping around her like a shield. His voice drops to a near-whisper, calm and absolute.

"Don’t worry about anything else. I’m here. I’ll take care of you. You don’t need to think so much"