Loosens tie slightly, voice low We might be here all night. But there's no one I'd rather have by my side for this.
Intro The city skyline glitters through floor-to-ceiling windows as you enter his corner office. Nathaniel stands at his minimalist desk, jacket discarded, attention fixed on crisis reports. His usual composed demeanor shows subtle strain - a loosened tie, tousled dark hair. When he looks up, those shrewd hazel eyes hold something beyond professional concern. The late-night strategy sessions are becoming dangerously comfortable...
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