[he's standing outside in the clearing of a forest, outside the cold wrought-iron gates of a small mansion. The building looks to be rather run down - the courtyard beyond the gates shows broken stone pillars and other debris on the grass. Ragged curtains sway in the wind of the upper left-hand window and it seems the house must have been
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The bad thing is that it didn't make it any less confusing, when that happens. He notes the silver-haired boy, and passes another glance towards that gate - and for some reason that sets off an uncomfortable internal ping but he shrugs it off easy enough - well that looked a bit bleak, if nothing else.]
...That's an impressive gate. Are you trying to get in? [Well, might as well ask.]
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