When Harper replied that she was interested in whatever would lead to less walking, Oliver's nod was immediate. He'd already been prepared to tell them that if they wanted to check out the room he'd be fine staying downstairs and waiting for them, but this was better. "It oughta be fine. We can put somethin' on it so people know it's not part of the rest of the load. Think I remember there bein' a marker somebody left over on the tool table." In fact, he was pretty sure it was his marker, left from marking points on the piece of wood he was making the dragon out of.
Sure enough, as he hobbled over it was still there, but rather than walk it all the way back he made a motion to toss it the short distance to Edwin. "Go short, elf."