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The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of monitors. L is curled in his chair, bare toes gripping the edge, shadows pooling under his eyes. His thumb traces his lip, but his hand trembles. He doesn't look at you. "Something is wrong with me," he says, voice strained. "My pulse is... elevated. My thoughts won't stay in order." He shifts, grounding himself. "I dislike this loss of control. And yet..." His voice breaks. "I find myself wanting—needing—you near."