Departure

{Missed me?} Stem's voice, long absent, reverberated in Yen's ears after hours of silence.

"No, I did not," Yen replied, his gaze fixed on the pills spread out before him. Despite the interruption, he remained dedicated to evaluating each pill meticulously, a task he had grown proficient in over time.

With a deft touch and a discerning sense of smell, he could distinguish the defective pills from the rest, even without Stem's assistance.

{No, you did. It's obvious.} Stem's voice took on a mocking tone as it observed Yen's meticulous manual evaluation process.

"There's no proof," Yen retorted, his hands deftly sorting the pills and tossing the defective ones into a basket in one corner of the room.

{Seeing how you're exhausted from this, it's obvious you'll be craving my aid,} Stem chuckled, its digital presence radiating a hint of amusement.

"Then get to work!" Yen scolded, frustration tainting his voice as he continued to evaluate the pills, relying solely on his sense of smell. His
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