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[[Guess where Ross has been. No really. Guess.
Answer time: he's curled up in the House of Mirrors, rocking back and forth and trying to keep from touching his nettle-encircled hands.]]
It is a haven, Ross. You are safe, sound in this place. Ignore the pictures. They're lying. They're lying because...because...
[[In every reflection, a tall boy with clipped, corn-yellow hair leans in to kiss a girl like Rue, but with green eyes and a white dress. The heartshard comes up fierce in his chest.]]
Don't think about it. You lost her, you poor fool, you pushed her away from you. The revenge was not worth her.
[[Is that a tear in the corner of his eye?]]
Answer time: he's curled up in the House of Mirrors, rocking back and forth and trying to keep from touching his nettle-encircled hands.]]
It is a haven, Ross. You are safe, sound in this place. Ignore the pictures. They're lying. They're lying because...because...
[[In every reflection, a tall boy with clipped, corn-yellow hair leans in to kiss a girl like Rue, but with green eyes and a white dress. The heartshard comes up fierce in his chest.]]
Don't think about it. You lost her, you poor fool, you pushed her away from you. The revenge was not worth her.
[[Is that a tear in the corner of his eye?]]