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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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[called_lioness]

"And they shall learn to love you, I'm certain, as much as their grandmothers did," she laughs, and then it fades, for all she's still smiling, as her eyes close again.

"Just stay here a little while longer. And--and then I think I need a few moments alone before I go home. But for now, just a little bit longer?" Because it does smell different, and not very good, really, and there's noise and crowds and it's London--and that's really it. It's London, and it was home, and right now, she thinks a few more minutes in it with his shoulder under her head are all she wants.

[the_seafarer]

He nods, and wraps his arms around her waist, and watches the world that he knows so little of move by--people walking, cars rushing, horns and laughter and talk and wind.

But Lucy feels the same in his arms, and he'll be waiting for her when she makes her own way back, so for now, they can sit, and talk a little, and mostly be silent until it is time to make their way back to the house.