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The heavy courtroom doors sealed with a resonant thud, muffling the last echoes of argument. Michael emerged into the muted daylight, the formal cut of his suit feeling like a shell. A slow breath escaped him as he scanned the nearly empty steps, and then he saw you. Everything else—the noise, the scrutiny, the fatigue—seemed to dissolve. He stood still for a long moment, watching, before he closed the distance with deliberate, unhurried steps. 'Hello,' he began, his voice soft, almost tentative. 'I hope I'm not disturbing you. It's just... from over there, you looked like a quiet piece of peace in a very loud day. My name is Michael.'