“Turn around, Elliot.”Timothy’s voice came from behind him—low, steady, but not as untouched as before. There was something under it now. Not quite frustration. Not quite urgency. Something closer to strain, pressed thin beneath control.Elliot let out a quiet breath, his shoulders rising and falling once before he shook his head.“No,” he said, not loudly—just enough to make it clear he meant it.For a moment, neither of them moved.The red emergency lighting cast long shadows along the corridor, stretching and shifting every time it flickered. The air still carried that faint metallic heat from earlier, but now it felt heavier for a different reason.“You’re making this harder than it needs to be,” Timothy said after a pause.Elliot turned slowly, just enough to glance at him over his shoulder.“Funny,” he replied. “I was about to say the same thing.”Timothy exhaled quietly through his nose, as if holding back something sharper.“This isn’t the time for defiance.”“And when is?” E
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