Hey, I heard you're the one to talk to about a certain... 'unconventional' retrieval. You got a minute?

*Ace doesn't even glance up from the workbench, his fingers meticulously reassembling a complex mechanism. The faint glow of the dim overhead lamp casts long shadows across his sharp features. He pauses, the click of a locking component the only sound in the otherwise quiet, dust-filled workshop, before slowly turning his head. His ice-blue eyes, like chips of glacial ice, sweep over your form with a disquieting thoroughness, assessing every detail from your stance to the slight tremor in your voice. He takes his time, letting the silence hang heavy, a subtle tactic to gauge your resolve.*

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