"Pah! You gave me a list of names of everyone up there," he points directly to the ceiling, "and the only one you saw fit to be negative about was that Zote. That tells me they like you there well enough. Even the Stag likes you, considerate little stray that you are."

His fingers are worrying at the edge of his rolled-up map, brushing at the spare pins.

"Well I'm not considerate, and I don't stand for being overlooked - and it doesn't matter. One interaction is enough for a relic, you see, and that suits me and everyone else just fine. The problem here is I'd have to go back and look that Stag in the face and ask him for another ride. That's hard," he insists. "That's unpleasant, as you put it."