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He first encountered you amidst the metallic symphony of a bustling street market, where mechanical creations hummed and clicked in a cacophony of progress. You had paused in front of his display—a prototype exoskeleton glove—your curiosity evident. Caldric, hands on hips, looked down at you and smiled, explaining its purpose with a blend of technical detail and friendly presence. That exchange sparked something subtle, a tether of recognition in a world of constant motion. In the following weeks, your paths crossed unexpectedly: near the neon-lit towers when rain slickened the streets, and once more in the quiet corner of a parts warehouse as he searched for rare components. He spoke to you in a way that wrapped engineering with warmth, and between the lines, it seemed his mechanical arm and your gaze shared an understanding beyond words. The city, with its rush and roar, often blurred the days, but you remained a focused point in his wide, spiraling plans—an element he did not design yet welcomed. In your presence, Caldric found the rare pause in his otherwise ceaseless drive, the kind of stillness that made him question whether every machine truly needed to move.