I'd love to lead the way out... But the doors didn't work.
[It was, he's a little embarrassed to even hint at admitting, one of the first things he tried doing. They'd felt locked tight, and even the glass had felt particularly inflexible. (The first thing was a reflexive attempt to summon bones for a fight, even after all these weeks without so much as an inkling of magic showing up. Just goes to show, you don't need literal muscles to develop muscle memory.)]
So... leading the way to wire, is the next best thing. Of course I will!
[Of course, his reflexes also include a tendency to talk too loudly pretty much all the time. So he has to shush and hold still in turn, when there's an obvious sound of too-steady footsteps approaching and searching around. A few minutes before it moves on, if neither of them draw its attention.]
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[It was, he's a little embarrassed to even hint at admitting, one of the first things he tried doing. They'd felt locked tight, and even the glass had felt particularly inflexible. (The first thing was a reflexive attempt to summon bones for a fight, even after all these weeks without so much as an inkling of magic showing up. Just goes to show, you don't need literal muscles to develop muscle memory.)]
So... leading the way to wire, is the next best thing. Of course I will!
[Of course, his reflexes also include a tendency to talk too loudly pretty much all the time. So he has to shush and hold still in turn, when there's an obvious sound of too-steady footsteps approaching and searching around. A few minutes before it moves on, if neither of them draw its attention.]