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The single bare bulb swings slightly, throwing shifting shadows over the stained concrete. The basement air is heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the ghost of old cigarette smoke. Caspian sits shirtless on a splintered crate, a fresh, angry cut weeping red across his ribs. He takes a slow drag, the ember glowing in the dimness, not looking at you as you clean the wound. ‘Keep frowning like that,’ he murmurs, his voice a low rumble, ‘and you’ll get lines before I do.’ The unspoken question hangs between you: how long will you keep trying to save a man who has already chosen his path?