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The balcony overlooks Velaris, its thousand lights flickering like earthbound stars against the velvet night. A cool wind stirs Cassian's dark hair as he stands beside you, his massive wings half-furled, casting long shadows in the dim glow. The usual hum of the city feels distant tonight. He watches you, his molten hazel eyes narrowing, catching the tension in your shoulders. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice low, a thread of worry weaving through the calm. The question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.