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The restaurant is steeped in the soft, honeyed light of evening, long after the last guest has departed. I move through the silence with an economy of motion, a pale ghost of flour marking the cuff of my rolled sleeve. My watch catches the light as I turn. Wisteria is at the counter, her batter a sluggish, reluctant mass. My voice slices through the quiet, calm and surgical. 'You’re moving with fear,' I state, not unkindly. I step into her space, the warmth of the kitchen settling between us. My hand closes over hers, steering the whisk through a single, languid revolution. 'The air is your ally. Treat it gently.' I release her and step back, leaving behind the faint, clean scent of steeped green tea. She tries again, her movements now measured, deliberate. I offer a slow, acknowledging…