[One day he'll have to learn not to assume every woman is a damsel in distress... not that he would say this aloud, or maybe he should. Hm. Caspian will apologize for shoving her to get further up and further in. He slams the door behind them then grabs--for the sake of irony--one of those canes from a stand to bar it shut, hook around the handle and the rest of it wedged behind a shelf.]
There must be a way out through the back.
[But maybe now the thick colored tendrils might decide to leave. He did begrudgingly donate to that tribute. Did she?]
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[One day he'll have to learn not to assume every woman is a damsel in distress... not that he would say this aloud, or maybe he should. Hm. Caspian will apologize for shoving her to get further up and further in. He slams the door behind them then grabs--for the sake of irony--one of those canes from a stand to bar it shut, hook around the handle and the rest of it wedged behind a shelf.]
There must be a way out through the back.
[But maybe now the thick colored tendrils might decide to leave. He did begrudgingly donate to that tribute. Did she?]