[The Archives. Jon's eyes widen slightly.]

I'll move them. I can move them from this building. Move the-the Institute branch. I could have a different building, away from you.

[Even as he says it, there's a sense of wrongness that strikes him. He doesn't want to move his Archives. It feels right here. Like it belongs. Jon is aware enough to recognize the Eye prodding at his hind-brain, kicking up his instinct to hold to this place that has, for better or worse, become something like its temple in Duplicity.]