Chartreuse: O-okay. You can’t wait outside. Sneak back in — If you keep quiet —
[FLAP FLAP FLAP]
Stanczia: If you keep quiet, nothing.
You quit. As you have the right to. And so, we withdraw your permission to be on our property. Leave, now, or we have the right to . . . deal with you . . . as we see fit.
I suppose that means you’ll be hiking.
Teal: N-no! I can’t. I don’t have a map! Or water! Or a coat —
Stanczia: Ah, I almost forgot: The uniform is still castle property, and we withdraw your permission to wear it.