control
Everything we'd built distilled into precise technical specifications.
"This transition is too harsh," Eli said, pointing at a moment where the emotional beat should have been softer.
"Agreed," I said immediately. "The color temperature needs to shift earlier."
We worked in near-silence for hours. Not angry silence. Just... focused work silence.
By late afternoon, we were almost complete. Just one final sequence that required both strategic positioning and emotional authenticity to get right.
I was leaning forward to look at the screen more closely, and Eli was standing close enough to point at specific details.