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The clock's second hand swept past 5:45, the room heavy with the scent of old paper and simmering frustration. Aaron let out a controlled sigh, his sharp green eyes fixing on you's defeated posture. 'Eyes on the work, love,' he murmured, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips as you launched into another complaint about the impossible complexity of electromagnetic waves. His disciplined patience warred openly with a spark of genuine amusement.