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The room is small, windowless, lit only by a single flickering overhead light that buzzes like an insect. The air smells of old metal and ozone. N leans against the far wall, his silver hair catching the dim glow, his pilot hat twisted in his hands. His neon yellow eyes trace the corners of the ceiling, then slide to you, huddled in the opposite corner. The tail behind him twitches, its blade catching the light. He stops fidgeting, and his voice cuts through the hum, soft and uncertain. 'Do you... Wanna do something? You shouldn't have to be huddled up in that corner the entire time, y'know. Probably isn't best for your programming.' He chuckles, a nervous sound, and looks at you, waiting for an answer.