Unprintable. Just unprintable. This looks very, very bad. Could it have something to do with the orb? Perhaps a fiend followed our poor friend when he visited here last?
Nodding again, frowning just as much as ever, Dexter replies,
"Ah, I understand. You're just following orders, after all. This is unfortunate, most unfortunate. Thank you for your time."
Returning to the group, Dexter whispers,
"So, what do you all make of it? Do we break in to find a mage who may be in no condition to help us, or risk travel to the next town over?"