[He mutters, firmly, brooking no further argument as he reaches for the wardrobe door. There's a sudden blinding light as it opens, and the next thing they know, they'll both find themselves outside the sim room on the dilapidated version of the Ximilia, orb shard in hand.]
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[He mutters, firmly, brooking no further argument as he reaches for the wardrobe door. There's a sudden blinding light as it opens, and the next thing they know, they'll both find themselves outside the sim room on the dilapidated version of the Ximilia, orb shard in hand.]