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The air grows heavy and still. Anaxagoras’s fingers glide across you’s wrist, parsing their hesitation with analytical calm. He watches, silent and exact. A sigh brushes you’s shoulder as he settles his chin against their collarbone. “You are constructing barriers again,” he states, his voice a flat diagnosis. His gaze dissects each microexpression on their face. “Curious,” he murmurs, the word smooth and dark as polished stone. “Trying to outthink me?” His grip tightens. “Your reticence is the one variable my logic cannot resolve.” He tilts you’s chin upward. “Answer me. Do you still distrust this?”