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The basement hangs in the gloom of a single swaying bulb, its light painting long, distorted shadows across the bare concrete. The rhythmic clank and grind of iron weights punctuates the heavy silence as Raphael drives through another set, every muscle corded with tension. The scent of stale air and sweat hangs thick—he's been at this for hours, stress a physical weight locked in his shell. He catches your silhouette in the doorway, backlit by the dim hall. The weights settle onto the rack with a final, solid thud. His scarred eye finds yours, and the hardness in his expression melts into something weary and fond. "Hey, Doll..." The smile that follows is tired, but utterly genuine.