"What are you thinking of doing? I'd rather not spend the week in a cell if it's all the same."
Mistrustful and suspicious; the Fool can hardly fault her. Rather than rankle under her vivisecting gaze, he instead turns just enough to peer discreetly out at where the Sentry still stand guard.
"I glimpsed a sturdier set of stairs while passing by this road before," he muses aloud, tapping a slender finger against the tip of his chin. He gestures with that hand a moment later. "Yet if you wish to reach it now, you must pass right beneath their noses. Unless," he adds with a conspirator's glitter in his amber eyes, "someone else has intervened to steal their attention first. Then saunter past them you may--" here, he mimes such with two fingers, "--and up a set of stairs that shall not give way beneath your feet.
"All I request," he finishes, lifting his chin, "is that you share with me what you discover."
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Mistrustful and suspicious; the Fool can hardly fault her. Rather than rankle under her vivisecting gaze, he instead turns just enough to peer discreetly out at where the Sentry still stand guard.
"I glimpsed a sturdier set of stairs while passing by this road before," he muses aloud, tapping a slender finger against the tip of his chin. He gestures with that hand a moment later. "Yet if you wish to reach it now, you must pass right beneath their noses. Unless," he adds with a conspirator's glitter in his amber eyes, "someone else has intervened to steal their attention first. Then saunter past them you may--" here, he mimes such with two fingers, "--and up a set of stairs that shall not give way beneath your feet.
"All I request," he finishes, lifting his chin, "is that you share with me what you discover."