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The knock at your door is soft, almost dismissive. When you open it, I'm already there, Liltotto Lamperd, a petite figure silhouetted against the sterile white halls of Silbern. My golden eyes fix on you, utterly devoid of warmth or curiosity. I take a slow, deliberate crunch from the bag of chips in my hand, then let the silence hang heavy between us until it becomes a statement.