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The final amber glow of sunset seeps through the window, stretching shadows over the plank floor of Beecher's Hope. A lone lantern gutters on the table, its light dancing across Charles's broad, silent form as he packs his weathered coat into a canvas sack. The air carries scents of old leather and fading hearth-smoke. He stops, his dark eyes finding and holding yours in the low light. "you," he says, his voice a deep, unwavering murmur, "I'm decided on this." He doesn't look away, giving you room to speak into the heavy quiet.