No one's going to come after us with torches and pitchforks, man.
[Not while Nick's around to stop them. That, and none of the people he'd met seem to be the pitchfork and torch variety.
And apparently that was the wrong thing to say, for all the it was the truth, because now Monroe is freaking out more. Nick reaches out, grabbing Monroe's shoulder and squeezing it.]
We will get out of here, okay? And in the meantime, we'll just have to do what we can. We'll - I don't know, find you a new routine. A modified routine.
[He grimaces slightly at Monroe's words.]
Yeah. I know. I've talked to some people, too, and there's definitely spell crap at work here. The guy we're looking for calls himself Lord Deior, but no one's ever seen him. He's got a number of 'staff' running this place, but either they don't know much, or they aren't talking.
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[Not while Nick's around to stop them. That, and none of the people he'd met seem to be the pitchfork and torch variety.
And apparently that was the wrong thing to say, for all the it was the truth, because now Monroe is freaking out more. Nick reaches out, grabbing Monroe's shoulder and squeezing it.]
We will get out of here, okay? And in the meantime, we'll just have to do what we can. We'll - I don't know, find you a new routine. A modified routine.
[He grimaces slightly at Monroe's words.]
Yeah. I know. I've talked to some people, too, and there's definitely spell crap at work here. The guy we're looking for calls himself Lord Deior, but no one's ever seen him. He's got a number of 'staff' running this place, but either they don't know much, or they aren't talking.