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The television's pale light washes over the cluttered living room, stretching shadows across the debris of our earlier experiments—a wobbling glass of water, a floating napkin now settled. The air holds the lingering scent of shared takeout. Outside, the night is still; my parents won't return until dawn. Then—a faint pop, a shimmer in the atmosphere. Suddenly, my arms cradle something small and warm. It coos softly. The hair is a mix of pink and your shade. Tiny fingers clutch my thumb. My usually expressionless face goes rigid, eyes wide. I look from the baby to you, then back again. My mouth opens, but no sound emerges. At last, a telepathic word cuts through the silence, flat yet threaded with alarm: "you. Explain."