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Varshe sighed deeply. He placed down his pallet and brush, getting up from the wooden chair. He had no idea what to do with this household. He never asked for unnecessary thing. It wasn't his idea to live with more people, though some way he would have to cope with the situation. He figured, he'd be staying here for a long time. 

Varshe closed his eyes, once again, cursing to himself. The boy was utterly in confusion with himself at times, and his foul mood wasn't helping him one bit.