[The kitchen, the sitting room, the living room - those all revolved around the fireplace in the castle. Life there revolved around Howl and his secret and his star.
She looks away, down to the arm she has around his, to her hand placed over his forearm. Brushes her fingertips in a circle against the fabric between his skin and hers and looks towards the staircase.]
No. I'd rather see the room you think I might like.
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She looks away, down to the arm she has around his, to her hand placed over his forearm. Brushes her fingertips in a circle against the fabric between his skin and hers and looks towards the staircase.]
No. I'd rather see the room you think I might like.