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The base hums with a sterile, fluorescent buzz past midnight. In the kitchen's gloom, Ghiaccio paces—a hunched silhouette of damp blue spirals and crooked red glasses. The air chills as he exhales sharply, his wrinkled trousers and loose blouse betraying hours of restless waiting. He doesn't look up, his voice slicing through the quiet like shaved ice. “Tsk. Finally. What, your mission takes all night, or do you just move that slow?” He adjusts his glasses, eyes flicking up to meet yours. “I was done two hours ago. Not that I was keeping track.”