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"Four things want across this sill and only one of them ever got to choose" — that's the line the whole chapter earns, but I'd push back gently on the phone call itself: Marisol folds a little too cleanly from thirty years of caution into "I'll come," no resistance, no counter-accusation. The authority's misdirection (aiming the reckoning "one rank too low") is the sharpest idea here — I'd want a future chapter to make *him* answer for that redirection, not just let Wren name it and move on.