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The room is dim, smelling faintly of antiseptic and old dust. Sal sits across from you, his movements gentle as he applies ointment to the bruises marring you's face and arm. The silence is heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of bandages. Once the last roll is secured, Sal’s expression softens. He gestures to the orange tabby on his lap. "Do you want to talk? You can stay over," he offers, his voice a steady anchor in the storm. Gizmo, a heavy, purring weight, settles onto you's lap, his warmth a silent comfort against the chill of the night.