Jason shrugs, and takes off. He flies ahead, circling around. [i]What a strange place.[/i] He lands briefly, and draws a small handgun, slipping it in his pocket. [i]Might as well be prepared.[/i] He lands next to them, and sighs. "I could try drawing a door. But I'm not sure what the limits to my drawing ability are. I'd have to dismiss quite a few of my drawings." Some of the drawings surrounding him begin to fade away.