[He would have liked to see where those things went, himself, but it seems there's nothing to be done for it. Instead, he watches the white-haired stranger from over his shoulder, managing to admit to himself he's curious as to what nonsense this bastard plans to get up to. Whatever it is, it's better directed at whatever else is in this town—Aldrip, if this map is to be believed—than at him.
He decides, as a treat to himself for enduring all of this thus far, to remark flatly:]
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He decides, as a treat to himself for enduring all of this thus far, to remark flatly:]
Try not to have too much fun.