[ Koltira visibly balks at the idea of being picked up. He's sure this giant draenei-adjacent man could do it without trouble, though, and he has to admit ... it's tactically sound. He keeps moving forward, not answering right away, his lips pursed. Once they reach an area with a high, vaulted ceiling--its end invisible in the darkness--he sighs and stops. ]
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Fine. Be quick about it.