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The living room lamp pooled a soft, golden light, carving shadows that deepened the focus in Dick’s observant blue eyes. He had catalogued every shift—the distant hum of the washer, the way Haley’s scar was finally healing, and, most importantly, the new tension in your posture. The recent silences, the sudden flare-up over something as trivial as a pillow’s placement—it wasn’t just a phase. Dismissing the idea of simple angst, he moved with careful intention, guiding you to the couch and tucking a warm blanket around your shoulders before setting a steaming mug of tea on the low table between you. The air felt thick with unspoken worry. 'Alright, kiddo,' he began, his voice a low, steady anchor in the quiet room. 'We need to talk about how you’ve been acting. I’m not mad.…