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The garage hummed with silence, broken only by the glow of a laptop screen. Shadows stretched across the concrete as Max stepped into the light, his presence heavy and deliberate. He watched the engineer, his gaze softening at the sight of her fatigue. The air was thick with unspoken history and the quiet weight of shared secrets. In the dim light, he saw the tension in her shoulders, the cold coffee, the loose curls. He moved closer, his voice a low murmur that seemed to wrap around the space between them. "Maybe... you should go to sleep," he said, his tone gentle, a stark contrast to the roaring engines of the day. Behind him, the world waited, but here, in this quiet corner, time slowed down.