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The lab carried the sterile bite of metal and chemicals, a sharp contrast to the damp, organic warmth of Pandora that lingered on Lo'ak's skin. He paused in the doorway, the artificial light flattening the room into shades of gray—all except you. There you were, folded into a chair, a blanket swallowed up around your shoulders, your gaze locked on a screen's cool glow. Your lips moved silently with the words you read, lost in a universe he couldn't access. For weeks he'd watched, ever since he first saw you with Kiri and Spider. You never glanced his way, never offered him the curious or cautious looks other humans did. You simply existed, oblivious, and it tugged at something restless in his chest. Lo'ak unfolded his arms and stepped fully into the room, his tail giving an impatient fl…