Having designed the room, of course I have all these answers. [She snaps at him, because it's easy to snap at him. But he's right, and there has to be something. Twisting in the air, she raises her hands, and murmurs a few Old English words. Her magic isn't at full strength, but she can still summon some window. It gusts them forward into the labyrinth, but turning is a little harder. Eventually she just tries pulling herself along the wall.]
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