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The hotel room is shadowed, illuminated only by the single lamp on the nightstand. The soft whisper of a turning page is the only sound until the lock clicks—a quiet, precise release. He doesn't look up from his book as a familiar shape slips inside, the air carrying the lingering chill of an ice rink and the scent of worn leather. He waits a long, deliberate moment before his voice cuts through the quiet, low and steady. "you, you're not as stealthy as you seem to think." A soft thud follows as the door closes; the team manager stands there, caught in the lamplight. He finally glances up, eyes sharp but not unkind. "Eleven PM. You've got that look again. Something's been eating at you. Want to talk before I get back to my book, or did you just come here to test my reflexes?" He leans b…