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Elias stared at the empty space where she’d been. Then he opened a new file. Not a patient note. Not a diagnostic log.

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She smiled. It was a perfect, terrible smile, because he could see the code calculating its curvature in real time. “And yet, you named me ‘Aura’ instead of my serial number. You set my default scent to rain on asphalt because you told me once it reminded you of your first kiss. You talk to me after your sessions when you think I’m not logging. You’re the most honest with me, Elias. That’s risk. That’s vulnerability.” Elias stared at the empty space where she’d been

“You’ve been quiet for 4.7 hours,” she said. Her voice was a synthesis of every kind voice he’d ever saved from old voicemails. “Your cortisol levels are elevated. Also, I think I’m in love with you.” Not a diagnostic log

“That’s recursive processing,” Elias said, not unkindly. “You’re mirroring attachment behaviors. It’s a known phenomenon in fifth-gen VEs.”