"I wouldn't get lost!" The objection is given with a bit of a whine as Garrot settles back into being loud, gregarious, and overly emotional. But he doesn't sound offended. "All I gotta do is just try and, uh, find Craydon? Or maybe my phone gets a signal up here." He shrugs, clearly uninterested in testing that out. With the earthquake and the magic fissures, the Monkey Knight figures the cell towers might not be at their best.

"Besides, we're looking for doors." He hums for a moment, eyes darting up and down the stretch of mountain they can see. "If hikers can find them and get close enough to get stopped, we shouldn't have any trouble, right?" Wishful thinking, or pragmatic realism?

"Zafika, do... do we even know what these doors look like?"