(Although he is not quite thrilled, the scribe in question has a migraine already. On one hand if this were Kaveh the two of them would be heavily arguing the entire time that he were busy trying to form some manner of way out; since it's not on the other hand, his mood differs drastically. With momentary silence and him making sure that he kept his book he was reading safe, as well as tucking it away in his pack, he isn't too fazed by the turn of events.
He'll figure out something then.
Digging might be out the question but he can handle the heavy lifting of it if he must; though with a degree of care since if this hole were to collapse... that would be that for them, not an outcome he suspects the dancer would desire either, mind you.)
I am. I am but a feeble scholar perhaps, but I am not necessarily injured or so I believe. (Nothing about him says feeble by the way.)
Don't be: I am sorry for him tho ^.^;
He'll figure out something then.
Digging might be out the question but he can handle the heavy lifting of it if he must; though with a degree of care since if this hole were to collapse... that would be that for them, not an outcome he suspects the dancer would desire either, mind you.)
I am. I am but a feeble scholar perhaps, but I am not necessarily injured or so I believe. (Nothing about him says feeble by the way.)