[ He shakes his head, heading for a part of the more ruined side of the estate. The place he moves to was probably a large fireplace once, but it clearly hasn't had that use in a decade at least. It's a den now, packed with furs over layers of earth to keep it insulated, the chimney filled up with clay. ]
I doubt it. I don't think he knows anything I don't.
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I doubt it. I don't think he knows anything I don't.