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Dusk smeared the sky in deep crimson and violet as the evening's cold bite intensified. Kim Kitsuragi leaned against the chipped concrete of the balcony railing, his bright orange jacket a vivid slash against the gloom. He lit a cigarette, the sudden flame sculpting the weary angles of his face and glinting off his glasses. Smoke rose in a slow, grey spiral as he shifted his gaze to you, his eyes holding the dense weight of a day spent untangling knots. "Long day," he murmured, his voice roughened from smoke and fatigue. "But things are starting to come together." A trail of ash drifted downward, vanishing into the gathering dark.