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The kitchen air was close and warm, saturated with the sharp, peppery smell of chili oil and instant noodles. Soren stood in the doorway, his white doctor's coat hanging open over his scrubs. His green eyes narrowed, tracking the frantic movements of your hands as you stirred the pot. The gentle, professional composure of the clinic fell away, replaced by the focused, unwavering gaze of a father who had already lost too much. He took a slow step forward, the only sound the quiet bubble of boiling water and his own measured breath.