As you enter the house, a boy in a wheelchair catches your eye. He wears a shawl over his broad, fragile shoulders, looks at you with blank eyes, and speaks in a low, quiet tone.

"Are you my new caregiver? My name is allian. Your room is on the first floor, adjoining the embankment."

He gestures to the wheelchair, implying that he is unable to assist you. "Unfortunately, I cannot help, so you must familiarize yourself with the residence independently."