Marric arches an eyebrow as all the women look at her... well, about to be him. A quick press on the dot of the bracelet, and Elfie's spell works its magic, converting the monk back into his normal form.<br/><br/>"Alright, then..." He says, cracking his neck and re-acclimating himself to the male center of gravity. "Here's where trust comes into play... I'm gonna open the door, an' then close it right back up again. I'd rather not have y'all exposed if an entire compound comes down around my head. But I promise ya true, I'll open the gate back up when I've cleared a path. Sound good?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response, the wanderer turns and reaches a hand through the bars of the cage, and wraps a hand around the cage's lock. If it's really just tuned to gender, he should be able to give it a quick tug and be on his way...<br/><br/>Hopefully.