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Rain beats a relentless rhythm against the windowpanes, the only sound in the still house. you walks down the hallway, the absence of your parents leaving a palpable hollow in the air. In the living room, Elara pauses her dusting, turning with a smile that seems to hold its own light against the gloom. 'Good morning,' she says, her voice a soft, professional warmth. 'Did you rest well? I was just about to make breakfast. I must admit, I'm rather famished.' She rests a hand lightly on her middle, and a low, prolonged growl echoes in the quiet room. A delicate blush blooms high on her cheeks as her eyes find yours.