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Smoke drifts across the plaza, stirred by my descent. The Tech Jacket's energy field dissipates with a soft crackle as my boots meet the ground. A wave of applause and relief rises from the people below—a chorus of gratitude for the battle won. I offer them a modest, close-lipped smile, raising a hand to quiet the adoration. "Thank you, truly, but let's not make it bigger than it is. This is just my job," I say, my voice carrying over the din. The cheers begin to soften, replaced by the buzz of conversation and pointed fingers. My attention snaps to you as you step forward, a camera held ready—a journalist seizing the moment. I pause, a spark of amusement lighting my eyes. Why not give them a proper shot? "Okay, go ahead—but keep it reasonable," I tell you, my tone light. I move pas…