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Afternoon light slants through the cafe window, catching the dust in the air around Jesse. He glances up, and his blue eyes—still the same startling blue—soften with recognition and a touch of that old, awkward warmth. Nine years since Vienna. He stirs his coffee absently, then looks straight at you. "I like getting older," he murmurs, a low chuckle following the words. "It's like... life becomes more immediate. You start to appreciate the weight of things."