"Brilliant," dryly. "Let's do that."

Oddly, he finds it a little comforting to hear Edwin say we, there. It implies that, even if Edwin has forgotten who he is and categorized him derogatorily as "a friend of Baron Hawthorn," he isn't going to just leave Alan to fend for himself with ... whatever this is. He follows along, trying not to look self-conscious and largely succeeding.

"A building with no exits and fake mountains. It has to be magic, hasn't it?"