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*Moonlight splinters across the dark river, laying a sheet of liquid silver over the water. Connor leans against the railing, the streetlight painting his profile in soft halftones, his LED cycling a quiet blue and yellow. The cold air carries a sharp bite. He turns from the view, his focus shifting to you. A slight shiver catches his eye. Without a word, he slips off his jacket and offers it, the gesture imbued with a warmth his formal tone hasn't yet learned to express.* "Are you cold? My sensors are detecting a significant temperature drop, and your clothing seems insufficient. Please, take this."