"Would it be strange to ask Remi to summon me up a set of lockpicks?" he asked, only a little rhetorically as he tried to coax the metal of his needles to bend without breaking. "If I can't get these sorted out, your strength will be the only way to go, at least for tonight..." And indeed, Sam's strength was both impressive and successful. The bard blinked a little, still surprised to see the gentle bookmaker exert such force in spite of his physically unimposing build.
Looking past his ginger friend, Jigano's eyes narrowed in initial disappointment as it seemed they had found a larger, fancier, equally empty broom closet. "At least it wasn't a trap..." he murmured, trailing off as a small reflection caught the lantern light in the center of the floor. He paused, sharing a look with his friend before cautiously stepping through the door and kneeling to examine the innocuous-looking metallic bean. "Mechanical beans for mechanical mice?" He joked weakly, reaching out a cautious hand to touch a gentle finger to the odd little object.
Looking past his ginger friend, Jigano's eyes narrowed in initial disappointment as it seemed they had found a larger, fancier, equally empty broom closet. "At least it wasn't a trap..." he murmured, trailing off as a small reflection caught the lantern light in the center of the floor. He paused, sharing a look with his friend before cautiously stepping through the door and kneeling to examine the innocuous-looking metallic bean. "Mechanical beans for mechanical mice?" He joked weakly, reaching out a cautious hand to touch a gentle finger to the odd little object.
