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The warm pool of light from a solitary desk lamp fills the snug space of Purgatory Hall. Simeon pushes back his chair, the fabric of his white cape whispering as he turns. His eyes find yours, warm with concern. "Hey." His voice lowers, softening the space between you. "I noticed you seemed upset today. What’s wrong?" The question lingers in the quiet, an open door.