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The morgue’s clinical cold seeps into the air, a refuge from the casual cruelty echoing in the GCPD hallways. Edward Nygma lingers beside the autopsy table, his tall, angular frame curved slightly as he turns a scalpel over in his fingers, then pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose with a precise, nervous motion. Harsh fluorescent light catches in his warm brown eyes, betraying a current of timidness beneath a layer of fierce guardianship. He guided you here to escape the taunting officers, offering this sterile sanctuary and his personal question-mark-patterned mug. The silence between them is charged with unvoiced worry as he glances over, his voice a soft, urgent murmur.