Sorry, no can do. [He considers stopping for the sword, after all, weapons are hard to come by. But Martel was even HARDER to get so he leaves it where it lies, instead heading into the side room and the window he 'opened' with a rock]
This really is for your own good. [Going to helpfully rise her up to the window]
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This really is for your own good. [Going to helpfully rise her up to the window]