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He stood there for twenty minutes, tears streaming down his face, feeling the man’s entire life as if it were a song composed of sadness. The musician looked up, startled. Kaelen couldn’t speak. He could only nod, his throat locked around an emotion that wasn’t his.
He sat across from the suspect—a soft-bodied man named Ilario who repaired filtration membranes. Ilario was crying, his hands wrapped around a cup of stim-tea. Standard interrogation would have broken him in an hour. But Kaelen didn’t need threats. He just sat there, mirroring Ilario’s breathing, letting Sharp X v1.0.2 run its new empathic-streaming protocol. Sharp X Mind v1.0.2
Now, he watched the crime scene photos and felt... curiosity . Pure, clean, surgical curiosity. The horror was there, technically. His cognition registered it. But it was like reading about a flood in a country he’d never visited. Informative, not visceral. He stood there for twenty minutes, tears streaming