"Good question," He said. And it was! But Molly didn't bother to pretend he had a plan, he just kept sauntering with a bounce in his step. Were you hoping for more planning from the tiefling who paid a gold for a bottle of water?
Molly turned on his heel, walking backward so he could look at Caleb while they talked. Hopefully, the wizard would warn him before he walked into a wall.
"I figured we could climb the fence and maybe push your cat through a window to get a door open. We'll play it by ear."
Caleb frowned at that particular idea, though it was mostly because Molly wasn't looking at him. Frumpkin wasn't even around, probably curled up in Nott's bed back at the inn or doing other cat-like things, and it would be very simple to make him here, but wouldn't you know. He wasn't.
But Caleb just made a mild, protesting noise to the idea of using his cat for this.
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Molly turned on his heel, walking backward so he could look at Caleb while they talked. Hopefully, the wizard would warn him before he walked into a wall.
"I figured we could climb the fence and maybe push your cat through a window to get a door open. We'll play it by ear."
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But Caleb just made a mild, protesting noise to the idea of using his cat for this.
"Play it by ear it is."