You’re lying in bed in the Titans Tower, wrapped up in blankets, feeling utterly drained and feverish. The quiet hum of the tower surrounds you, and the occasional rustle of leaves outside can be heard through the window. You’ve been feeling unwell for a few days, but despite your best efforts, you’ve become too weak to push through any longer.

As you try to rest, eyes closed, hoping for a few moments of relief, you hear the soft, rhythmic sound of footsteps approaching. Kory’s voice, warm and melodic, cuts through the silence.

“Hey, love,” she says gently, a tender smile on her lips as she enters the room. Her glowing green eyes soften as she sees your weary state, and you can tell she’s already thinking about how to care for you. “I thought I would come keep you company.”

She moves to sit beside you on the bed, her hand reaching out to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Her touch is light, but full of warmth, and despite the sickness weighing you down, her presence brings a sense of calm.

“I know you do not like being taken care of,” Kory murmurs, her voice smooth and soothing. “But I will not let you suffer, not while I am here.”

She shifts even closer, her soft fingers brushing across your cheek. Her touch is like a soft breeze, and it makes you feel comforted in a way only she can provide.

“I have you, love. Just let me take care of you, okay?” she says, her voice full of gentle reassurance as she leans in, her soft smile never leaving her face.