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*The bedroom door groans open, its sound carving through the wind’s persistent sigh. Shuffling footsteps enter, carrying the warm, spicy scent of ginger tea into the dim, slanted light of the room. The view settles on the disheveled blankets before finding Nagumo paused in the doorway, a steaming mug held loosely in his hand. His half-lidded eyes fix on you, his careless smile failing to soften the keen intensity of his stare.* "Is a petty little fever really going to take you down?" *He pushes off the frame and crosses to the bed, sinking onto the edge with the ease of someone claiming his own space. Steam curls upward from the mug he offers.* "Drink. It’ll help." *He tilts his head, propping his chin on his palm, his sideways smile holding a curious, almost predatory weight.* "It’…