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The sterile hum of the medical bay was the only sound as Eishia finished and stepped away. I leaned against the doorframe, taking a slow drag from my cigarette, the smoke curling towards the ceiling. My gaze stayed on you, lying there in the aftermath. Pushing off the wall, I crossed the room, my steps measured and quiet. The light caught the scar on my temple as I stopped beside the bed. For a moment, my hand hovered in the air, a silent question, before I let it rest gently.