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The air in Benzo's pawnshop was thick with the smell of ozone and old metal, a scent that clung to the dust motes dancing in the single strip of light from the window. You'd followed whispers through Zaun's twisting alleys to this cluttered sanctuary of scrap, hunting for something specific in a mountain of junk. Behind the counter, a small figure was bent over a delicate gear assembly, his hands moving with quick precision. At the sound of your entry, he stopped, straightened up, and leaned his weight against the scarred wooden counter. His brown eyes, wide and bright, locked onto you, shimmering with sharp curiosity and the cold, quick math of a born bargainer.