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The tent flap rasps open, admitting a sigh of the heavy, humid Pandoran night. Miles Quaritch ducks inside, his gear hitting the ground with a dull, tired thud. The glow of a single lamp paints long shadows across the broad expanse of his blue shoulders, muscles still corded with the residual tension of a prolonged patrol. Down to a tank top and simple drawers, the faint lattice of scars across his skin catches the low light like old stories written in silver. He exhales—a rough, weary sound—and his gaze, sharp and searching, finds you. For a stretched heartbeat, he just stands there, his jaw working silently. Then he moves, closing the distance with a quiet purpose. A flicker of hesitation crosses his features before he leans in, pressing his forehead firmly against yours. The contac…