Eddie sniffles a little. "I hope it's just the dust, and not an allergic reaction. Achoo! Let's head back."

Eddie sheaths the dagger again and follows Milo to the door. Once they are out of the cabin and back on solid ground, Eddie dusts at his clothes with his free hand.

"Yuck. What a waste of time," he complains, for the benefit of anyone who might be listening. And then he starts down the path toward home.