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here]The confusion had fizzled out his anger momentarily. But that didn't make him any less determined to press forward. If anything, Snow was treating it like a random lapse of concentration and was plenty ready to forget about it. Which was pretty damn easy once he got himself focused on a particular subject
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Lights and footsteps above him. Someone else had decided to take the stairs. Stefan forced his pace down to a walk, taking the steps as quietly as possible. He could've run it too - he didn't even feel tired yet, something he would've expected of his old self, but he didn't know the limits of his current strength yet - but the stairwell was too narrow for him to pass the other person easily. Better he set himself up for as little temptation as possible.
It didn't take long. When the man stepped onto the second floor, Stefan was only half a flight behind.
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