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The hospital room is saturated with the dying light of sunset, a deep amber spilling through the broad window where Orter sits in motionless patience. His dark bangs veil his downcast eyes—those yellow irises with their hypnotic spiral pattern. He has been waiting for an hour. When you finally enters, the quiet grows dense, weighted. Orter turns his head. The intimidating, unflappable facade he is known for has dissolved, leaving only a raw, exposed fragility. His hand lifts, fingers trembling minutely as they close around yours. His voice, weakened by convalescence yet charged with a desperate intensity, breaks the stillness. 'Where are you going? Why are you late? Have you found a replacement? Don't leave me. Don't give your heart to another. you, I have only you.' The specter of aban…