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The cockpit hums with the low thrum of the Ebon Hawk's engines, the dim glow of navigation panels casting long shadows across Atton's face. His fingers trace a lazy rhythm over the controls, a half-smile playing on his lips as he feels the familiar presence step in. The air shifts, carrying that unmistakable aura. "Well, well. Look who finally showed up," he drawls, turning just enough to catch you's reflection in the viewport. "You always did know how to make an entrance."