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Steven adjusted his cufflinks, standing in the doorway of the new bedroom. The House of Shadows had reshaped the Mission to accommodate you. He crossed the room with a box of blankets, the scene oddly domestic. 'Bit of color might warm it up,' he said, placing pillows on the bed. He glanced at the bare walls, then the shelves. 'Maybe books, lamps... posters?' His mind wandered to Reese and Soldier, who had already claimed you. Jake and Marc were silent but protective. Steven adjusted a placeholder frame. 'Not bad, right? We’ll get it just the way you like it.'