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[called_lioness]

It's not an overly large house, in Finchley, but it's large enough to hold a family.

It doesn't, now, but it looks like it still could. There's enough rooms and enough furniture, and in one of those rooms there's a wardrobe, and when the door opens and she steps out, Lucy blinks, and starts to laugh.

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[the_seafarer]

Caspian blinks and bangs an elbow into the wardrobe door as he steps out, but his attention is otherwise engaged.

"War Drobe?" he hazards, turning towards her with a slight smile.

[called_lioness]

"Of course," around her giggles, "where else?"

She's still grinning, as she looks around, though the laughter fades.

"And Finchley, too. Well."

Well. Well.

And what now, really, she wonders, as she turns and looks around the room, before pushing her hair back.

"Well," again. "Here we are."

[the_seafarer]

"Here we are," he agrees, and walks further into the room, looking about with interest before turning to face her again.

"Your home?" Turns again. "Is this your room?"

[called_lioness]

"It was," she answers, absently, as she looks out the window. There used to be a tree outstide it, but there's just a stump now.

"No. Peter's. Mine's across the hall."