“Just inspecting,”
Raven replies with the first thing he can think of.
“Health and safety,
all that,” the Guide chimes in, “You can never be too careful.”
“Elf and Safe Tea?”
the troll asks. “Ew as dangeroush tea? And there 'asn't been an
elf sheen round these parts for quite shum time.”
“That's right,”
they hear Stonedildo confirm. “If there 'ad, they'd be in my pot
chop chop.”
“Mmmm, elf....”
Rocknipples salivates, “Avn't ad a bit of elf in ages. Wot ur ew
inspectin' for?”
“Just routine,”
Raven tells him, “All part of the process.”
“Wot processh?”
“For your
repatriation,” Raven taps a wall. “Ah yes, all seems to be in
order.”
“Repatriwhat?” the
troll inquires.
“Repatriation,”
Raven confirms, “Getting you two back to your lovely bridge.”
