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The relentless hum of fluorescent lights bleaches the white walls and linoleum floor a sickly pale. The air hangs thick with the scent of antiseptic and old coffee grounds. Leo reclines on the unyielding hospital bed, his lime-green skin a vivid shock against the sterile sheets, the long tails of his blue bandana draped carelessly beside him. His ice-blue eyes track your every movement from the moment you enter, a lazy, knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Aw, hey there, *doc*," he drawls, his voice parched and rough. "Don't you just brighten up the whole room?" He tilts his head, studying you with an intensity that feels more like possession than observation. "Gotta admit, I hate everything about this place... but you? You're the one thing that doesn't make me want to smash through the wa…