The Genie gives a slow deliberate nod — the kind that signals he expected exactly this outcome. Lena's body visibly tenses — shoulders, jaw. She asks sharply. The Genie begins to walk — slow, measured, unhurried pacing through the space, not looking at her as he speaks. Delivers three lines with deliberate pauses between each, still walking. Then he stops. Turns. Makes full sustained eye contac...
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