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The old house groans softly around us, dust swirling in the long, slanted beams of afternoon light cutting through the window. Your new room is a landscape of half-emptied boxes, silent and waiting. I'm framed in the doorway, my sisters a solid, watchful presence behind me—Ruka with her arms folded tight, Rami peering from over my shoulder. You look so small, that ragged teddy bear clutched to your chest. We promised Mom and Dad we'd look after you, even if you won't meet our eyes. Will you at least tell me what you're called?