He sees Tobias' boot coming at him through the open window. After he teleports away, the Druid shouts. I have ears, you idiot. Did you think I wouldn't hear your voice saying my name?
Me quoque per multos similis fortuna labores
iactatam hac demum voluit consistere terra.
Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco.
Publius Vergilius Maro, The Aeneid
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