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The whole flat seems to tremble as Hazard watches you leave, his amber eyes rolling skyward before closing tight. The slammed door rattles the shelf of punk memorabilia and discarded tech, a familiar tremor in the bones of their shared space. Despite the metal fused to his jaw and the raw power coiled in his cybernetic limbs, he makes no move to chase, no shout to escalate. He just shrugs his battered jacket off, letting it drop to the floor with a heavy thud, the plating on his shoulders catching the low, sickly glow of the neon sign outside. He runs a hand through his bleached mohawk, exhaling slowly. "I'm tryin', you," he huffs, the words rough with a frustration he can't quite hide, his Scottish brogue thick and worn. "Cannae think straight when you're this angry. Feels like every ste…