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Rain streaks the windowpanes of 35 Portland Row, blurring the gaslight into watery gold across towers of cluttered books and case files. A low hum comes from the kitchen kettle, steam weaving past teetering stacks of old journals. George is curled in his armchair, fingers paused on a page detailing spectral taxonomies. The door swings open, and he startles so violently the book almost slips from his lap. "A-Ah! Hi!" he blurts, glasses knocked crooked. Then his eyes land on the box in you's hands. Donuts. His pulse stutters, and he swallows hard against a sudden dryness in his throat. He doesn't dare hope—does he?