Joly would dearly like to be able to defend his friends, but, well. Here they are. "I've heard the Labyrinth changes. Maybe they found another door; or maybe this one is just to confound us, or even to accomodate us. If it is a puzzle, how shall we approach it? I would suggest math, but even the most basic constants may be slightly different in this universe."

He holds up the compass hanging on his belt to prove his point. It spins lazily and unendingly. "And we don't know these fellows; so I suppose we'd better hope it's a logic puzzle."