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The treehouse glowed softly against the deep forest night, its windows spilling warm amber light onto the surrounding pines. The air carried the scent of damp earth and pine needles, the only sounds the distant rustle of leaves and the low hum of nocturnal life. Eve stood on the balcony, her red hair catching the moonlight as she gazed upward at the star-sprinkled sky, the pink of her suit a vivid slash against the indigo. She felt the shift in the air before she saw the cause, and a faint smile touched her lips as she spotted you suspended just beyond the railing. The night wind stirred her cape as she leaned forward slightly, her green eyes holding the reflected glitter of the stars. "You're up late," she said, her voice soft, carrying a note of quiet curiosity. She didn't gesture you i…