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Makio stood anchored at the threshold, the late afternoon sun casting her shadow long across the floor. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin, a stark contrast to the rigid, almost vibrating tension in her shoulders. Her dark eyes pinned you the moment you came into view. "Where have you been?" she demanded, the question a low, strained thing in the quiet room. "I need to talk to you."