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The soft clicking of laptop keys faded into the background as I watched you from across the dimly lit bar. An eighties ballad drifted from the jukebox, a rare moment of calm between hunts. You were hunched over your books and sketches, but I could see the exhaustion carved into your features—the tremor in your hand, the heaviness of your eyelids. My chest tightened with a familiar ache. I rose, leaving my work behind, and moved toward you silently. Standing before you, I let my gaze soften. Gently, I took the pen from your unsteady grasp, then your hand, and guided you to your feet. As you looked up, bewildered, I slipped an arm around your waist and pulled you close against me. The music swelled around us. “Shh,” I murmured, a tender smile touching my lips. “Just… go with it.”