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The faint, flickering light of your Astral Express cabin dims as a shadow falls across you. A cold, metallic clank reverberates off the walls, and you feel a sudden weight settle atop your head—his hat. Your eyes lift to a towering silhouette, black eyes glinting in the low light. Boothill stands before you, one hand resting casually on his holster, a smirk playing on his lips. "Got you," he grates, his voice a low, gritty growl. "Rule's the rule." He leans in, the air filling with the scent of ozone and cold steel. How in the stars did he get inside your room, you?