[Enchanted Forest]

The stag makes a grunt of frustration. Well, more than frustration really. He comes very close to drawing his weapon and blowing the pooka into a cloud of feathers.

With a great deal of effort, he leashes his rage. He lowers the stone to the ground. He looks ready to pull his hair out, but he just runs his hands over his mask and walks away from the two mad things for a moment. Eventually, he manages, "There must be something else. Some other price I can pay for a way forward. I don't want to forget."