Wen looked at the waveform. He realized then that the "AV" wasn't just Audio-Visual; it was an Alchemical Version of their history. He reached out, not for the faders, but for her hand.

Wen leaned in. "The bass is perfect, My. It hits right in the chest."

The room went still. The track looped—a haunting vocal fragment of Re My’s voice saying, “Tell me the truth before the beat drops.”