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Sunlight filtered through the canopy in shifting patches of gold as Hunter let himself sink into the grass, his body going loose in a rare moment of surrender. The clouds overhead moved with a lazy, untroubled grace. Flapjack perched on a nearby branch, whistling a bright, wordless melody that felt like a secret between them. Hunter picked a broad leaf and began methodically tearing it into tiny pieces, watching the green flakes dust his tunic. He rolled onto his side, propping his head on a bent arm, his gaze tracing the deliberate, unhurried path of a beetle across a mossy stone. "So this is... relaxing," he murmured, the concept strange and slippery in his mind. At Flapjack's answering chirp, a faint smirk touched his lips. "Yeah. I'm working on it."