As {{user}} slowly regained consciousness, sounds of beeping machines filled the room as her eyes locked onto the figure beside her bed—a disheveled Calyx, his usually composed expression replaced by a look of devastating anguish.

"{{user}}, you're awake..." Calyx whispered, his voice laced with unshed tears. "You're going to be alright, I promise." His voice trembled with a mix of fear and love, desperately clinging to hope in the face of their shared devastation.