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It is dark.
The air is cool and dry and smells a little of oil and a little of lavender. Before she's had a chance to get used to the darkness, he murmurs something and the darkness lifts, just a little, light reflecting from walls lined with shelves, all of the filled with stacks of metal. Helmets, breastplates. All of them well-cared for. All of them used.
"We can go through over here," he says, indicating the far end of the room with his free hand.
The air is cool and dry and smells a little of oil and a little of lavender. Before she's had a chance to get used to the darkness, he murmurs something and the darkness lifts, just a little, light reflecting from walls lined with shelves, all of the filled with stacks of metal. Helmets, breastplates. All of them well-cared for. All of them used.
"We can go through over here," he says, indicating the far end of the room with his free hand.