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Lucas steps into the cottage with careful feet, each boot deliberately placed and soft. He looks nearly as if he is prowling, although his eyes are still curiously blank and impassive as they take in the surroundings. He is not even looking at Leif when he speaks, though he circles him.

"On your knees."

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Leif is well on his way down memory lane, looking at the walls of the cottage and feeling his insides twist, when the command comes. He obeys almost automatically, sinking to his knees in the dirt.