[Emmet won't leave, just like he promised - he sits on the floor next to the couch, face falling once he's sure that Ingo's asleep. He's glad that Ingo is back and safe, but he knows it's a false sense of security. At any time, he could be taken, too. Or Ingo could be dragged back into it. Neither of them were safe here, and Emmet was struggling to cope with the fact that there was no way to make them safe.]
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