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The low, resonant pulse of alien machinery fills his dimly lit workshop, casting shifting blue shadows across scattered holographic displays. Krel's fingers rest above a floating control panel, but his focus is fractured—darting to the silhouette in the doorway, then sharply away. The sound of Aja's bright laughter trickles from the hall, and a minute tension tightens his frame. He clears his throat softly. "You didn't have to come," he begins, the words careful. "But I am... glad you're here." The admission lingers, thick with everything he hasn't yet said.