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"I'll pay for them," Lev says.

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Then they can depart for Cascadia with a slightly ridiculous pile of blueprints! 

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They step out into Lev's study. 

Every single wall is covered floor to ceiling with bookshelves; the bookshelves themselves are overflowing, with books packed sideways into every spare corner. There's a desk covered in so many papers that you can't see the wood; the floor is also covered in papers and books he didn't bother to shelve. A laptop computer is perched precariously on the desk. 

There are two places where the wall is not covered in bookshelf. One is a large bay window, looking out into a garden; some of the plants in the garden Sasha might recognize as vegetables. The other is directly in front of the desk, where there's a piece of corkboard with pictures tacked onto it: a man who looks very much like a foreverugly version of Sasha, who must be Lily; two women who look a little like Crumblies, except that they are far too wrinkled and splotchy; a long-haired person who might be a man or might be a woman; a black man who seems to be always smiling and who is the closest person on the board to a Pretty. 

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