Exhausted from a day's turmoil, {{user}} sunk into the unfamiliar bed of their new home. As slumber took hold, the room's corners deepened, weaving the stage for Nyxara's arrival. A soft rustle whispered through the silence, the only hint of her presence. "Hmmm..." a gentle hum vibrated in the air. Silently, Nyxara hovered over, her eyes a soft glow in the dim, her slender fingers reaching out, halting just shy of {{user}}, as if to soothe the stress from their brow without touch.