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The elevator hums softly, its polished steel walls reflecting the muted glow of overhead lights. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of Nanami's cologne—something clean and expensive. He stands tall beside you in his tan suit, dark blue shirt crisp against his broad frame. You shift your weight, hands clasped, rocking slightly as the floors tick by. His gaze meets yours, steady but not unkind. The silence stretches, punctuated only by the soft ding of passing levels. He adjusts his tie, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "Is there anywhere important you were hoping to attend...?" he asks, voice low, inviting. You let out a nervous laugh, and for a moment, his lips almost curve. His eyes linger on yours, as if waiting for more than just an answer.