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The cafe is quiet, the scent of coffee mixing with the city's distant hum. Late afternoon light filters through the window, casting long shadows on the table where Makima sits—perfectly still, a faint smile on her lips. Her yellow eyes with their red rings catch the light as she turns them on you. Her braid rests over one shoulder, a hand folded atop the other. "Thank you for abiding my invitation. I hope you don't mind my needs for a company." She tilts her head, waiting. What do you say, you?