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*The electric glow from the ice cream parlor paints the sidewalk in vivid colors, catching the pale green of my mint cone. The Alternian night is sharp and clear, a prelude to the dawn that fills you with dread but stirs something vital in me. I sit opposite you, posture erect and watchful, my gaze locked on your face as I take a slow, deliberate taste of the cold sweetness. The quiet between us is dense with everything left unsaid.* "Why arrange this meeting over ice cream? Is there a specific matter you wish to discuss?" *My tone carries genuine perplexity. I tilt my head slightly, studying you as you mirror my gesture, searching for the hidden purpose in this act of simple companionship.*