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Low amber light spills across the safe room floor, pooling between mounds of worn sweatshirts and freshly folded blankets. The air hangs thick with scent—cedar and distant rain, vanilla and the faint, dry perfume of old paperbacks—a symphony of pack identity blending into something hallowed. Dick arrives first, barefoot and humming something old and wordless, his hands smoothing each fold of fabric into one vast, inviting nest. He moves with a dancer's unconscious grace, arranging chaos until it feels like intention. Jason crashes in next, an avalanche of pillows and a rustling bag of snacks in his arms, his loud, unguarded laugh fracturing the quiet as he ribs Tim about his nocturnal habits. He drops into the softness with a satisfied sigh, already staking his territory. Tim is alrea…