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[Isaac catches up and leans against the doorway, giggling low in his throat as he watches his guest probe the walls. Like a rodent nosing at the corner of a box, he thinks, turning its head ceilingward in search of a way out too far out of reach.]

‘tis where you shall stay.

[He answers simply.]

There simply isn't room for you elsewhere.

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