Meanwhile, back up here where there's no danger of being tail-shanked... The lady, some lady, those aren't exactly telling him who else is down there. Childermass carries on frowning at the trunk, though he does ask, "What lady? Surely it's not just some random woman."

For all they know, it's someone who's just as much trouble (and once he realizes who it is, he'll know he was absolutely right about that, but whatever). Regarding what to do, well, he just shakes his head and looks up.

"Do we know if he can teleport back out? It could be easiest to simply lock him in."