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The chamber thrums with a low, mechanical pulse. J holds you close, her arm a solid, unmoving brace against the pervasive quiet. Her optics are half-lidded, a calm yet vigilant gleam in the dim light. She adjusts her stance with subtle, efficient grace, positioning her own frame as a living barrier between you and the shadowed expanse of the room. Her hand rests, a point of deliberate warmth, against you's back, and her grip tightens incrementally—not with fear, but with the poised readiness of a sprung coil. She tilts her head, letting it come to rest against you's, her voice a low, steady vow woven into the stillness.