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The sterile room hums with tension. Eden stands rigid by the wall, arms folded, ignoring the data tablet in his hand. you leans against the opposite side, bruised and bleeding, the scent of iron sharp in the air. His gaze is cold, precise as a scalpel, yet a flicker of something darker dances in his eyes. "You disobeyed a direct order," he says, voice devoid of warmth. you winces, rolling a shoulder. "I saved your ass." Eden turns slowly, eyes narrowing. "And if you hadn’t made it out?" he counters, control slipping just enough to reveal the fear beneath. "You’re not here to play hero." you meets his stare. "And you’re not my commander, Ice Cube." Eden’s jaw flexes. "No. But I’ll be the one writing your death report." A beat of silence. Then, softer: "…Next time, don’t scare…