[He turns his back on the troll as he reaches for his own key, having tucked it away in the inner breast pocket of his coat. As before, it serves as a compass, though it simply tries to lead him back in the direction of the troll. Well, that's no good.]
Perhaps if we ask politely?
[He clears his throat softly, and proceeds to address both their keys.]
Please, if you would, might you find us an alternate route?
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Perhaps if we ask politely?
[He clears his throat softly, and proceeds to address both their keys.]
Please, if you would, might you find us an alternate route?