The Bastard steps aside with a sweep of his hand towards the yet-unexplored front door, making way for Fawn and Wisp to go first. "After you, gentlemen."
"Dalmatians are cute, though," Wisp mutters under his breath, not really loud enough for anyone else to hear. It's not important anyway, and he'd rather not get glared at again. Compared to that, the outside feels appealing. "Right," he says, a little more loudly this time. "Do we - do we want to stay together? Split up?"
He's already moving to open the door into the cave beyond.
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He's already moving to open the door into the cave beyond.