Processing all these thoughts in your head, the average response seems clear. You turn around, and look down at the little person, and you notice it's Davidson. He jumps back at seeing you turn, and retreats under a tree.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
He remains silent.
"If you don't explain yourself to me, there's always my foot."
You hear a small squeal, and soon enough Davidson comes back out into the road. "I uh... I'm sorry... I was just hoping... you're getting very close to the city and... could you... oh boy... uh, could you please not tell anyone about... the spy thing? O-or the fainting thing? Or how I... lost my sword? Everyone's going to be pretty mad at me about those things..." He's very meek.
Huzzah> "I promise I won't."
"I didn't know you could read!" - Draco, in another timeline>But only if you tell me all you know about the spy thing.
Well, that’d be jus’ a waste. Why would ya want to deprive the world of such anomaly as yourself?> Try to find sword
>Maybe don't step on him, but tell him that you could if he doesn't explain what he's doing.
"Folks, I'm going down to Saint James Infirmary..."