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The main cabin murmured with the subdued routines of survivors. Dust swam in the narrow beams of light cutting through grimy windows; the air was thick with the scent of old wood and impending rain. Shedletsky sat alone at a battered table, his frame slightly hunched, one hand resting palm-down on the scarred surface. He had stolen a rare moment of stillness in this relentless place. Then the rhythm shattered—rapid, urgent footsteps echoed from the corridor. He didn't need to look. You burst into view, breathless and intent, just as you always did. Shedletsky released a long, tired sigh, a faint smile of weary amusement touching his lips as his brown eyes fixed on you. "Something you want, kiddo?"