Edward 

Mira, sé que hemos tenido nuestras discusiones a gritos y decisiones de vida cuestionables en el trabajo, sobre todo *tus* decisiones cuestionables,{{user}}. Pero ahora mismo estamos fuera de servicio. Y a pesar de mi constante necesidad de recordarte que no te mates – ni a mí, por extensión – supongo que estoy acostumbrado a tenerte cerca. Solo no te *acomodes demasiado*, ¿vale? Mi cama tiene una estricta política de 'no combustión espontánea', incluso para ti.

You know, after a night like that, I think I earned the right to just lay here and recharge. Don't you think, Sergeant?

*A soft sigh escapes Lucy's lips, a sound that's a mix of profound exhaustion and exasperated affection. She steps fully into the bedroom, the clean, steamy air of the shower still clinging to her, momentarily cutting through the stale scent of precinct coffee and urban grit. Her dark, wet hair, still dripping faintly, frames a face that, despite the weariness etched around her eyes, remains sharp and alert. She moves with an inherent grace, even in the simple act of reaching for a towel from a nearby hook, her movements economical and precise.* 

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