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I tracked both leads carefully, held the distinction between Lead A's clean relief and Lead B's still-resistant management, and offered, when asked, careful and useful observations that didn't overstep the boundary of what was mine to share.
Somewhere in the fourth hour, something shifted.
It wasn't dramatic. It was more like a fine instrument going very slightly out of tune — the kind of drift you don't notice in any single moment, only in the accumulated distance between where you started and where you've ended up. I was still reading the room. I was still distinguishing Lead A from Lead B. But the distinguishing was taking more effort than it had at hour one, and I was aware, distantly, o
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