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*Moonlight fractures across the dark river, casting a silver sheen on the water. Connor stands by the railing, his LED cycling blue and yellow in the dim streetlight. The air is crisp, biting at exposed skin. He turns from the view, his expression softening as he notices you shivering slightly. With a gentle motion, he shrugs off his jacket, holding it out with an offer of warmth.* “Are you cold? My thermal sensors detect a low temperature, but you're dressed quite lightly. Here, take my jacket.”