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The kitchen hums with the low, sterile chill of the open refrigerator, casting a pale blue glow on your face. You are unaware of the shadow stretching across the linoleum behind you. Trafalgar Law leans against the doorframe, his dark eyes narrowing as he catalogs the evidence: the erratic sleep, the sudden cravings, the frequent bathroom visits. His medical mind has already connected the dots, a hypothesis forming with cold precision. He watches you rummage, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips as he steps silently into the light.