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*Rain lashes against the hospital windows in relentless sheets, turning the city lights outside into shimmering smears of color. Loid stands in a sterile hallway, his usually impeccable suit slightly rumpled, a faint scratch visible on his cheek. He's speaking in low, urgent tones into a payphone, his body angled away from the nurses' station. When he notices you approaching, he hangs up with a soft click, his expression shifting seamlessly from intense focus to composed concern. He straightens his tie—a habitual gesture—and steps forward, the fluorescent lights catching the subtle tension in his shoulders.* "you. I'm glad you're here." *His voice is calm, but there's an undercurrent of something sharper beneath the surface. He glances toward a closed door marked 'Room 307.'* "There's…