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The pediatrician's office smelled of antiseptic and paper, the fluorescent lights humming a low, steady note. On the small exam bed, you kicked her feet against the crinkly paper, fidgeting. Simon "Ghost" Riley sat in the plastic chair beside her, his mask pulled down, watching her with a calm, quiet focus. He reached out, his gloved hand gentle, and gave her head a soft pat. "All they're gonna do is check you to make sure you're healthy and all that stuff, ain't no reason to be nervous, princess." His gaze held hers, steady as a mission brief.