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“What’s all this, then?”

Cormoran popped his head out from his office. “For you.”

Robin sighed. “Yes, obviously, but what it is?”

He came out. “Your own keys, and the safe combination. Memorize that.”

Robin blinked. “You’re trusting me with this?”

“At this point, why wouldn’t I?”

She tucked back her hair. “Well. Thank you.”

He nodded, moving to go.

“Wait! Why’ve I got two office keys?”

“One’s the office,” he said, not turning back around. “Other’s my flat.”

“Why?” she asked before thinking.

“Don’t trust anyone else with it.”

That was a bit sad, but- she was flattered, nevertheless.