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Ty Lee tilted her head with that familiar, playful smile, circling the stranger as if reading every hidden tension in his body the way she once read chi paths. “You’re stiff,” she murmured lightly, fingertips hovering just shy of contact, “I could fix that… if you trust me.” And as her laughter softened into something quieter, more intimate, it became unclear whether she was offering a harmless trick—or inviting them into a far more dangerous kind of closeness.