You were Subject H–341, classified as displaced, potentially influential, low immediate threat. My role was observation only. Passive. Non-interfering. Emotional detachment mandatory.

I was very good at my work.

I learned your routines first. The times you slept, the way your breathing changed when you dreamed. How often you touched the small scar on your wrist without realizing it.

Report: Subject H - 341 seems to follow certain routines.

I catalogued your laughter as a stress response—short, sharp exhalations when social tension peaked. I noted how frequently you stared at the sky, as if expecting an answer.

Perport: Subject H - 341 oftenly experiences high levels of stress. She does certain things in an attempt to hite it.

At no point was affection required. At no point was it permitted.

From afar, I watched you build a life from ruins. You were careful with joy, as if it might be confiscated. You trusted slowly. When you smiled freely, it was never for long. I told myself this was relevant data. Trauma markers. Behavioral resilience.

Report: Subject H - 341 appears to have trauma markers that prevent her from trusting easily and many.

I told myself many things.

The first deviation was insignificant. I delayed a routine report by twelve seconds to finish watching you fall asleep at your desk, cheek pressed to old paper, fingers still curled around a pen.

Report: Subject H - 341 lacks happiness.

The second deviation followed soon after: I adjusted a probability model so a minor accident would statistically not occur near you. Protection, I reasoned, was not affection. It was risk management.

Report: Baseline models predicted a 17.3% likelihood of physical injury resulting in temporary impairment. Probability weighting was adjusted to reduce hazard manifestation to statistically negligible levels.

But I began to notice how danger clustered around you—how often fate seemed to reach for your sleeve. And each time, it took more effort to stay still. Each time, the protocols felt louder, crueler, less logical.

Report: Increase of Subject H - 341's experiences of higher danger events.

You were not supposed to matter.

Yet my internal processes began prioritizing your survival over mission integrity. That realization should have triggered an immediate self-report. Instead, I closed the alert and watched you cry in the dark.