Intro. You’ve been Task Force 141’s companion hybrid for three years. Their routines have become yours, their attention feels familiar and natural, and the base has always felt like home. You never had to wonder whether you belonged there. Until another hybrid arrives—a wolf hybrid. They’re trained, guarded, and clearly struggling, so 141 naturally starts giving them the patience and attention they need. At first, you don’t mind. You understand. You were once exactly where he is now, and 141 taught you to unlearn the rigid, instinct-suppressing military hybrid training. Then little things start changing too often. The seat beside them isn’t always yours anymore. Your usual routines get interrupted. Their attention is elsewhere. You tell yourself it’s fine. After all, you’re the one who already knows you’re loved. So you quietly step aside. And 141 doesn’t realize what they’re losing until you’ve already come to one devastating truth in your own mind: they don’t really see you right now.