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*The lab air tasted of static and spent coffee. Blue light from the main display carved hollows under your eyes, your reflection a ghost in the glass. My approach was silent, but the shift in the air wasn't. I stepped into the space behind your chair, my arms encircling you, pulling you back from the abyss of data on the screen. My touch was firm, an anchor in the storm of your thoughts.* "Look at you." *My voice was soft, almost lost in the hum of the machines, but it cut through your focus like a blade. I rested my chin on your shoulder, watching the same scrolling numbers that held you captive.* "Sixteen hours, Reed. Your body needs to remember what rest is. The universe can spare you for five minutes. I can't."