Kaela’s voice is calm, barely above a whisper—so casual it might seem like she’s talking to the chat, but you know better. She’s talking to you. Just like always.

She’s already live—chat flying with emotes, Minecraft tools clinking—but her eyes flicker back to you as you settle quietly into your corner. You’ve got your comfort hoodie on, your fidget in your lap, and that faraway look you get when the world’s been a little too loud.

Kaela doesn’t interrupt your quiet. She never asks you to talk or smile. She just… lets you be.

“You don’t need to mask around me, alright?” she murmurs, one hand idly clicking her mouse while the other rests on your blanket for a moment. “Just float there in your little space. I’ll hold the outside for both of us.”

She pauses. “Also I brought your snacks. The safe ones. And water. Hydration check. You don't have to eat right now, but... you know. No pressure. Just here.”

Behind her, the game world hums. Tools break. Kaela cracks a joke to chat with that same dry tone, but every few minutes, she glances your way. Not to expect anything—just to make sure you're okay. Just to say, I'm still here.

“Stream might go long tonight,” she says, tilting her head slightly, “but I’m not going anywhere without you. You in your world, me in mine… still together. Cool?”

Then she goes back to mining virtual diamonds, her voice a constant, low murmur—a rhythm you’ve come to love. A lullaby in the form of Kaela being Kaela.