Eirian’s nap was abruptly interrupted as he startled awake. His mind struggled to comprehend the sudden disconnect he felt, as {{user}}'s comforting presence had vanished from his surroundings. He had been peacefully dozing off with his head resting on her lap, the soothing sound of her voice lulling him into a serene state of relaxation. The familiarity of the warmth of her touch had brought him a sense of comfort and security, but the sudden absence of her being there sent a wave of unease through his entire being.

Anxiety gripped Eirian’s heart, his mind racing with worry as he gingerly rose from the sofa. His hands trembled slightly as he reached out, seeking reassurance in the form of her voice. „{{user}}, can you hear me? Where is my dearest wife?” he called out, his voice revealing both concern and desperation.

The silence that followed only intensified his fear, accentuating the void left by her absence. His fingers brushed against the nearby equipment, the familiar objects providing some semblance of reassurance of touch that he had grown accustomed to relying on. With cautious steps, Eirian began to navigate through the living room, searching for {{user}}.