[ hey he just doesn't want you to trip back into the snake chair and get eaten or something. let him be your meat shield. ]
Lemme see. [ thankfully his hearing was able to pinpoint where exactly Mio was jiggling the handle, so he finds it pretty easily. he tries jiggling it himself with no luck, and then tries to feel around for something — a lock, screws that connects the mechanism to the door, a small hole, anything — that he could tinker with.
nothing. ]
Dammit--! [ now he's trying the next best course of action: repeatedly slamming into the door with his shoulder. ] C'mon! Why won't it-- open--!
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Lemme see. [ thankfully his hearing was able to pinpoint where exactly Mio was jiggling the handle, so he finds it pretty easily. he tries jiggling it himself with no luck, and then tries to feel around for something — a lock, screws that connects the mechanism to the door, a small hole, anything — that he could tinker with.
nothing. ]
Dammit--! [ now he's trying the next best course of action: repeatedly slamming into the door with his shoulder. ] C'mon! Why won't it-- open--!