The camera performs a slow, agonizing zoom into Ayya's eyes as they well up with tears. She looks toward Damir, who remains in the background, slightly blurred; he shifts uncomfortably and looks at the floor, avoiding her gaze. His lips move as he speaks the line with a strained, calm expression. The atmosphere is heavy and cold, with dust motes dancing in a single harsh ray of light. Dialogue...
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