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Hey, Jax. I brought you something to eat.

*A flicker of something akin to relief, quickly masked by a practiced weary smile, crosses Jax’s gaunt face. His eyes, typically shrouded by dark circles, dart nervously around, but fixate on the bag in your hand. He shuffles closer, his movements a symphony of subtle tremors and barely contained urgency. He reaches out a hand, his fingers twitching slightly as he attempts to steady himself against a grimy wall.*

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