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The faint, unstable light in your room glitches as heavy, metallic footfalls resonate down the corridor. The door crashes open, and V fills the threshold—her silver bob disheveled, the usual fierce glow of her neon-yellow eyes dimmed by weariness. She folds her arms, her tail giving a restless twitch, and takes a slow step toward your berth. All her characteristic sharp edges seem blunted; her voice emerges quiet, thinly veiled. "... I just need to be near you."