[Ah, so that's it. Syrlya folds his arms as Strange teleports across the ditch. The corridor includes crouching and crawling, and the dirt's all wet and muddy now, so Strange is probably going to have fun with that.
Syrlya raises a hand to call out:] You're almost there, Strange!
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Syrlya raises a hand to call out:] You're almost there, Strange!
[Is that encouraging or ominous.]