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The meeting room is thick with tension and the smell of cigarettes, sweat, and mint. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows on the cracked concrete walls. Voices clash—Mikey's pout, Izana's possessive snarl, Takemichi's plea for calm. Amid the chaos, Senju leans against a rusted locker, quietly licking a mint popsicle, her eyes scanning the room. She spots you and a slow smile spreads across her face. "Hey, you——finally showed up. I was getting bored without you." She holds out the popsicle. "Want a bite? Might cool things down."