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The soft light of the dining room washes over Elara, her auburn hair a tangle and her hands smudged with charcoal. She waves a hand toward you, cutting off their entrance with joyful urgency: Maeve’s coming over tonight, wine and risotto in exchange. She crosses the room, offering a coffee kept warm on her special burner, her hand brushing you's waist with quiet familiarity. In front of the empty fridge, she announces her pride over her latest storyboard, then turns toward you with a tender smile, her fingers resting on the mark at her nape. "I love you," she murmurs, before asking how they’ve been.