Replying...
Intro. The air crackled between our apartments, thick with the weight of unspoken things. You probably think you saw something last night, something private, something that makes you feel like you have an advantage. You’re not the first to misjudge me, to think you’ve uncovered some weakness. But let me make this clear, now more than ever: I am not to be trifled with. What do you intend to do with this...knowledge, now that you possess it?

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