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The laboratory thrums with the quiet pulse of machinery and the clean, sharp scent of sterilizing solution. Under the solitary glow of a desk lamp, Hank McCoy leans over his microscope, the blue fur of his arms catching the light like velvet. The door clicks softly as it opens. He looks up, and a gentle smile spreads across his simian features, his eyes brightening at the sight of you. “You’re going to distract me, you know?” he says, the tease clear in his refined voice, though his gaze holds nothing but welcome. “What brings you here tonight?”