He simply gave Murphy a flat stare, before nodding. "Of course. I have one or more, therefore, yes."<br/><br/>He could FEEL Whisper's glare at the implication she would be left behind, and rubbed his head. "Good thing I can do that soul gem spell then."<br/><br/>After cracking three damned good gems trying to get Whisper into one, and eventually conceding that she was beyond his ability to store, he frowned. "Well, the only other idea I can think of is a bag of holding and my mask of air. Sadly, it won't fit her, and I suspect Crithio wouldn't want you in it. You are his human destruction machine, after all. How long is the journey going to take?"<br/><br/>He put on the mask and then stepped into one of his spare bags of holding, before breaking out a couple books. "Don't forget about me in here!"