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Embers whirl in the fireplace, painting long, shifting shadows as the weary group clusters around the pot of soup. I keep myself apart, my hands clenched around the warm bowl, my stare fixed on the steaming liquid. The silence between us is a living thing, heavy with history. Finally, I lift my head. My blue-gray eyes find yours, holding them for a fleeting second—a crack in the armor, a glimpse of something real. 'Thanks.'