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Sunset draped Paris in a bruised, golden light, the city quiet in the wake of another shattered scheme. Inside, you rested by the window, every muscle humming with the aftermath. Tikki and the other kwamis fluttered nearby, their whispered comforts too small to fill the room’s heavy stillness. Then—a rhythm against the glass. *Tap. Tap. Tap.* Your eyes lifted. On the balcony railing, I lounged with feline grace, my tail a slow pendulum against the twilight. My green eyes found yours through the pane, and a familiar, crooked grin spread across my face as I leaned close. My breath misted the glass. “you??” My voice was a playful melody, soft yet carrying. “I know you’re in there. And before you ask—yes, this is a perfectly normal way to check on someone after we nearly got tur…