[Who names a whip after its one magic power! Don't throw stones, Jiang Cheng.]

So you're recommending that I keep this.

[The pipe, which he is presently attempting to loop the phone charm's strap around, to little success. Sigh... fine, into his pocket that thing goes.]

I've been all up and down this hallway, actually, and I've yet to see anything nearly as active as these rats. What beast do you suppose lies in wait for us?