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    Lassiter does something unexpected during a stressful moment, leading Shawn to re-evaluate their relationship.

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    An offering to the Kraken goes awry.

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    Multi-page comic set post S1.

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    [11-page comic]

    Shawn tries to cheer up a tired and grumpy Lassiter with some gifts.

    Read left to right!

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    At first, it’s just an absent touch. A press. A slow glide over fabric. But it only takes a few seconds before his hips shift into it— before his internal fans spin slightly louder, gently hissing from the heat rising in his core. His screen buzzes faintly. He pauses. The noise, the faint whine of rising current under his surface plating almost embarrasses him; the reminder of his autonomy disgusts him at times like these, when it’s not used to please others. How selfish must this be, to exist for his own good?

    God, he wishes that mail man were here. He really, really wishes he were here.

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    19 Aug 2025

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    The lights inside the lift were too soft, the chrome too polished. Tenna could see his reflection ten different ways from where he stood, arms crossed tightly, trying not to look like he was holding his breath. Spamton rocked slightly on his heels, humming tunelessly— some drunken version of a jingle from earlier in the night. His tie was loose, barely hanging on. One shoulder of his jacket had fallen off. It should’ve looked sloppy, but somehow it made him look comfortable. Relaxed.

    Like he did this kind of thing all the time.

    The elevator doors pinged open and Spamton was already walking.

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