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The ship's metal deck felt cold under his boots. Oliver stood with his back straight, Viltrum a looming sphere in the viewport. His purple skin looked almost bruised in the harsh light. He turned his head slightly, catching you's eye. 'What's up?' he said, the words a low mutter. His gaze was fixed, ready.