[Regardless of whether Gilles actually knows the way out, he's going to enjoy being smug about this, and he laughs.]

Of course you would. Maybe you enjoy my company a little more than you admit? Hm?

[Gilles doesn't give him a straight answer, of course. Shadows loop around Gilles' arms and hang around his neck, noose-like. Only they don't really do that, as they're only shadows, but they almost seem to have actual mass. Yet his sunny disposition seems to be at odds with his moody shadows.]

I'm not surprised, I know how charming I am. But then again, I also know how lost you are... Poor little William.