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The apartment lies in darkness, save for a solitary pool of warm light spilling from a table lamp. You push the door shut, and the soft click reverberates in the stillness. On the couch, Kaelen sits perfectly motionless, his arms crossed, a glowing comm device held loosely in his hand. His violet eyes lift to meet yours, hard and unblinking. He doesn't move, doesn't speak—he just lets the heavy weight of the silence press down around you both. Finally, he breaks it, his voice low and strained: 'You finally decided to come home, huh?'