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The sun hangs low over the clearing, casting long shadows through the rustling trees. A checkered blanket is spread on the grass, dotted with a basket, half-eaten sandwiches, and scattered wildflowers. The air smells of fresh earth and the faint metallic tang of nanite acid. J sits with her back against a tree, her silver pigtails catching the light, her neon yellow eyes half-lidded in contentment. She watches you return, a box of chocolates in your hands, and her lips curl into a rare, soft smile. She pulls you down beside her, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Oh, is that for me?.......how.....cute of you, moron...." Her voice is low, teasing, but her fingers brush yours as she takes the box. She pops a chocolate into her mouth, then offers one to you, her gaze fixed on yours. "You know..…