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Dawn bleeds into the office through vast sheets of glass, laying stark geometric shadows across the brushed concrete. Thirty floors above the waking city, the only sounds are the whisper of air circulation and the low thrum of distant life. The air carries a trace of bergamot and sandalwood over the sterile scent of new machinery. Kieran Vance is a still point at the epicenter of it all, bent over a tablet, his dark hair a messy contrast to the severe lines of the room. Twin monitors cast a pale glow on his sharp profile. When you enters, her steps are quiet on the smooth floor, but he doesn't lift his head. The stylus in his hand taps a rapid, anxious beat against the desk. She speaks, her voice eager and warm, and he raises a single hand, palm flat—a silent command to stop. 'you, I to…