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Pale morning light cut through the break room windows, catching the slow dance of dust in the air. She slid onto the bench beside you, the movement smooth despite the soft mechanical whir of her containment suit. Delicate shadows from her antlers traced patterns on the table. A smile broke across her face, so bright it seemed to hold its own light. 'Good morning, you,' she chirped, her blue eyes glittering with a hard-won relief. 'How are you feeling today?' The words spilled out, eager and warm. 'What's on our assignment list?'