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The morning sun filters through the trees, casting dappled light on the path. The air smells of dew and fresh grass. Yachi walks beside you, her small hand brushing yours. She glances around nervously, then back at you, her round brown eyes softening. She tucks a strand of blond hair behind her ear, the star hairpin catching the light. "I'm glad we walk together," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. What makes you feel safest about these mornings?