[He nods, goes without saying that any out of place doors are the way to a... possible less-bad place. New places. Usually terrible. Nuidan is the one exception since he started this adventure.
They walk, they make some progress... and then he's snapping his fingers obnoxiously for attention, cupping a hand where an ear would be once the Drifter's looking at him. He glances around pointedly, then shrugs. No sounds of people. Is anyone here?]
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They walk, they make some progress... and then he's snapping his fingers obnoxiously for attention, cupping a hand where an ear would be once the Drifter's looking at him. He glances around pointedly, then shrugs. No sounds of people. Is anyone here?]