[Nico makes a face, clearly not into the idea of that. Not knowing what the point of all of this is makes him feel like it'll be that much harder to complete whatever task it is and get out of here.
Still, there's no use dwelling. He reflexively grips the useless hilt of his sword, backing up from the table again. He really doesn't want to turn his back on the dolls sitting here, for some reason.] I heard you try the front door. [Which is why he'd crept down from the upper level in the first place, where trying to pry open windows had gotten him nowhere.] Where else have you been?
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Still, there's no use dwelling. He reflexively grips the useless hilt of his sword, backing up from the table again. He really doesn't want to turn his back on the dolls sitting here, for some reason.] I heard you try the front door. [Which is why he'd crept down from the upper level in the first place, where trying to pry open windows had gotten him nowhere.] Where else have you been?