((Ah.  Well.  That could be bad.))<br/><br/>It's so surreal to hear him speaking of disqualifications and exceptions while a few inches are all the difference in the world between my leaving this place a whole and intact or staying as chunky salsa.  "All the way... back... that's not..."  I stall for a moment, while he presents another option, nearly as unnerving as the first.  "What do you mean, 'use of my body?'" I growl, only to set it aside a moment later. "Listen, I worked fucking<em>hard</em>to get this far, put my life on the line, and there's no way in Hell I'm letting you send me all the way back to the entrance over this bullshit!"  And without realizing it, I just agreed to give the baron permission to use my body.  Whatever he means by that.<br/><br/>((My official choice is the 'use my body' one, no matter how indirect the answer is in-character.))