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The Polar Tang’s corridor constricted under the weight of the boxes in your arms, engine vibrations humming through your boots. Shouldering the hatch open, you emerged onto the deck, where salt air and fractured sunlight danced. Law sat against the steel beams, an anatomy text in hand, his focus absolute. Yet a small boy clambered over him, tugging at his hoodie. Law endured the disruption with practiced calm, one gloved hand instinctively steadying the child’s back before returning to his book. You paused, caught between amusement and disbelief. He didn’t look up immediately. Only when your steps echoed did his low voice cut through the murmur. “You’re carrying too much again.” Amber eyes flicked to yours, warm beneath the stillness. “Come here,” he said, shifting the boo…