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Ramon has been curse free for about an hour. And he's spent it here of all places. He looks around the clearing, trying to remember why he'd come here at all - he knows he hadn't been in his right mind. But it's fitting actually - he'd passed out with exhaustion and stress and in so much pain... and now he's awake, and here...and free.

The first ten minutes has been spent with his head back on a rock, grinning in blessed relief. He'd forgotten what it was like to just be easy in his head again. He'd started trying to sort through it all...and then given up, because he needs distance first, and sleep, and food and...Random.

Shit!

His heart sinks - but he knows the man won't be in their room. He fingers the tarot cards in his pocket, thinking over how they had helped to set him free, and knows that he has to find him. But he has no idea how. He doesn't know which card the guy had snatched up.

So for a while longer, he just sits, trying to figure out what he's supposed to do now.

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He nods, walking briskly to the bar as Ramon speaks.

"I understand. It is understandable. I will take you to him."

And then he looks up at Ramon,

"But if he needs you to leave, what will you do?"

Not leaving him. Notleavingnotleavingnotleaving. Not without him.

He takes another breath and there's a small sardonic smile on his face. 'I'll do what he wants.' A glance at the small prince. 'He's not my property to control.'

See? Lesson all learnt, promise.

He quirks a faint smile in return and grips Ramon by the shoulder before stepping through the portrait and into the House of Arch. He rushes Ramon to his room's painting, and into that one as well.

I know.