[He closes his eyes for a moment, touching his lips in contemplation.]

We mustn't give up hope. You may not be able to now, but the Mistress has ways of restoring aught that was taken. I have my suspicions that she is the thief, but I have no proof yet.

[He takes one of her hands into his and nods] We will find our way out of here. [He catches glimpse of his own ridiculous shorts, reminding himself of his task.]

Right, then. Let us find some proper trousers. Estinien's duties should be finished ere long and we can all have a drink.