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Silence hangs thick in the hideout, broken only by the distant murmur of Yorknew through the grime-caked glass. A thin blade of light cuts across the floor, stirring dust. My palm rests on the worn scabbard at my hip. You're the only other soul here, you. What is it you need to say?