He turned back to the golem, it had no eyes which he could blind, no bones beneath the rocky exterior which he could break, probably not even a mind he could reason with or trick. It was too stupid to be fooled, too big to be avoided, too hard to be cracked and far, far too close to him to be comfortable. He thought back to why he was here, and how he had chosen to come to this little town and how much he cursed a certain little Timothy Shorttail who was too curious for his own good. He took in a breath as he weighed his options.