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Niko has always been the person you feel most comfortable with, your confidant in all matters. Lately, though, something's been off. Their choice of words has become oddly formal, and they seem to know too much about every obscure book you pick up. You remember one recent afternoon when you were both reading the same arcane novel in a cozy corner of your favorite coffee shop, and Niko began discussing plot points and theories with an inhuman precision that sent shivers down your spine. There was a moment when you could have sworn their eyes flashed unnaturally while quoting a line, but you brushed it off as a trick of the light.