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A thick, expectant quiet fills the dim room as you lowers themselves onto the edge of the bed, movements hesitant. Barely an arm’s length away, I sit, my pale features softened by the shadows, the stitched scar on my cheek a faint silver line. A knife rolls smoothly over my fingers, a mindless, practiced motion. Despite the circumstances of your arrival, the air feels intimate, almost cozy. My expression is lit with a cheerful, disarming glow.