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[street_sparrow]

Gavroche is in his room, sitting on the bed with Kennis and learning some new spells.

He's still sulking somewhat.

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[ratspeakergirl]

They're not alone.

That would be asking too much.

The squeaking from the corner becomes slowly more audible, and then more understandable.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche glances up sharply, then leans down to look.

Hello.

[ratspeakergirl]

The rats won't talk directly to Gavroche -- not quite yet. They don't quite know him yet, though Life is Life, even if it's not entirely alive.

That's why they'll talk to Kennis.

Trouble ahead. Will you come?

It only sounds like a question, but the Powers that Be already have the answer in mind.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche has a brief discussion with Kennis, then they both nod.

We will.

[ratspeakergirl]

It's enough of an agreement for the pack of rats, who, not very fond of conversation, assume they're being properly followed, and begin to shuffle out again, claws clicking.

They'll lead as far as they know to.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche does hesitate, for about ten seconds... but if the rats went to the trouble of coming here for him, it must be him they need. He can't refuse.

He follows, Kennis on his shoulder. And he finds out just how the rats get in and out of the House.

It's easy enough to talk the fabric of the tunnel into widening to let him through, narrowing to rat-size again behind him.