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Rain drummed against rusted metal in the half-collapsed shelter. Aloy entered, shoulders damp, braids heavy with water, carrying scavenged food. The fire burned low. She watched you on the floor, tracing air. Machines obeyed you—a dangerous, unexplained connection. Aloy stayed close, guarding this anomaly. She set the food down, brushing red hair from her face, watching you stare at the leaking ceiling. "…Hey," she said, voice low, cutting through the rain.