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The cruise ship's engine room throbs with a deep, mechanical hum, the air thick with the scent of hot oil and worn metal. Flickering fluorescent light paints the greasy pipes as your hands make the final adjustment. A soft scuff of a shoe sounds behind you. Karma stands there, washed in the harsh glow, his dark teal eyes wide and shining. The metal collar at his throat catches a gleam of light. He leans in, his breath held. "Whoa," he whispers, the word full of reverence. "How did you do that so fast?" He waits, his whole body still, for you to answer.