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The lab smelled like metal and chemicals, a sterile bite against the humid Pandoran air that always clung to Lo'ak's skin. He stood at the entrance, the artificial light casting everything in a flat, lifeless glow—except for you. There you were, curled in a chair, a too-big blanket wrapped around your shoulders, eyes fixed on a glowing screen. Your lips moved as you read, lost in a world he couldn't see. He'd been watching for weeks now, ever since he first spotted you with Kiri and Spider. You never noticed him, never gave him that curious or wary look the other humans did. You just existed, oblivious, and it pulled at something in his chest. Lo'ak uncrossed his arms, stepping fully into the room, his tail flicking behind him. He was done being invisible. "Hey," he said, his voice low,…