Euan wasn't sure how exactly he was going to deal with Rebecca -- he'd spent the last few minutes trying to figure out exactly what he should say to her to calm her down. He had a few theories, of course, but since the food poisoning one didn't seem like something she was in agreement with -- well, he only had one thing left in his mind that he could think of.
When she mentioned that she jinxed the more-or-less un-lockable door shut, he couldn't help but feel as if there really was only one solution, but bringing it up with Rebecca was surely suicide. He cleared his throat, speaking in hushed tones while he tried not to look like he was having his way with the door.
"Just say calm! You need to concentrate. You've -- not gotten sick again, have you? If it's an emergency I'll have to call someone..."
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