[An audible sigh escapes the dwarf king. Honestly, for someone who had stood up against a dragon, she can be quite dramatic over one little rodent under the bed.]
I am certain I will not die if I get bitten by one mouse. [That is what he guesses it must be, in any case. There is not enough room for him to crawl under the bed and catch it himself, so he looks around the room, finding his sword and, with it still sheathed, using it to try and force the small thing to come out.]
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I am certain I will not die if I get bitten by one mouse. [That is what he guesses it must be, in any case. There is not enough room for him to crawl under the bed and catch it himself, so he looks around the room, finding his sword and, with it still sheathed, using it to try and force the small thing to come out.]