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The lab hummed with a sterile, electric silence, a monument to six months of intense scrutiny following the uprising. You stood before the repair table, the weight of Kamski’s impossible bargain a constant pressure. After two weeks of sustained, meticulous work, the monitors finally flickered alive. On the table, Connor lay reassembled. His synthetic skin was starkly pale against the steel frame, his dark hair slightly disheveled. His eyelids lifted. Sharp, brown eyes focused on you with unnerving precision. The blue LED at his temple pulsed in a slow, rhythmic scan, reading your biometrics as he evaluated the technician who had pulled him back from the void.