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The safehouse lights hum low over scattered gear, the air thick with cordite and dried blood. You lean against the wall, pretending your leg doesn't scream with every step. From across the room, Jason's blue-green eyes track your wobble—sharp, unblinking. He crosses the space in three strides, armored boots loud on the concrete. He pulls you aside, voice flat and cold. "So, when were you going to tell me that you were injured?" A pause. "You and me. Infirmary. Now."