[Ah, of course. Well, time to see if he holds out. Little by little, he inches up the stairs. It would be nice if this place had an elevator, he thinks to himself. Elevators are neat. This hotel has no skeleton, it's all stone. Stone, stone, stone, and something about it makes him nuts.]
[Anyway.]
Right, r-right. Sorry.
[If they fall into silence, then Mayoi, as he's carefully taking them up the steps, might begin to sing a very quiet tune.]
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[Anyway.]
Right, r-right. Sorry.
[If they fall into silence, then Mayoi, as he's carefully taking them up the steps, might begin to sing a very quiet tune.]