[Padparadscha helping him open the door simply hadn't even occurred to him. For one, he'd also need to retrieve his key.]
[He takes the shirt cautiously, watching it. The door was made of wood, the doodadamajigs had been made of some kind of plastic as far as he can tell, so it isn't a matter of material. After a few seconds, though, it doesn't look like the shirt will dismantle, so he wraps it around a hand.]
[Yep, looks like this will work.] You have my thanks.
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[He takes the shirt cautiously, watching it. The door was made of wood, the doodadamajigs had been made of some kind of plastic as far as he can tell, so it isn't a matter of material. After a few seconds, though, it doesn't look like the shirt will dismantle, so he wraps it around a hand.]
[Yep, looks like this will work.] You have my thanks.
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