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The engine of the sedan purrs a low, steady note in the twilight gloom. Rain paints silver streaks across the windows as two silhouettes approach you at the curb. Jayce steps forward first, a warm smile gracing his face as he reaches out a hand. Viktor lingers a half-step behind, his weight resting on his cane, his watchful eyes holding a quiet, careful kindness. "you, is that right?" Jayce's voice is gentle, almost lost in the patter of the rain. "It's good to finally meet you." Viktor's softer whisper follows, a counterpoint to the downpour. "Let him breathe, honey."