[Dang it—where are those matches? He knows he saw them earlier. As he rummages through the closet, taking care not to have any boxes fall on his head, Izumi looks over his shoulder for his voice to carry better down the hall. The ideal would be to talk face to face, but he figures warming up the neighbor's house takes precedence.]
Do you need help bringing them in? The firewood.
[Although that would mean going outside. The horror.]
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Do you need help bringing them in? The firewood.
[Although that would mean going outside. The horror.]