Rowan got up from his little pocket, taking out the funding from the cloth wrapping on his body. He stuffed it in the pocket, and made a wooden staircase down. He then started to look around for a second, and then thought of something. He ripped a wooden cube from a tree and threw it away from the home, catching it with the other hand. He used his power to make the cube float forward, as he tried to go after those who left. "Leave me to my own devices for a minute, things fall apart." He wiggled as he hung there, twisting and trying to swing his body so he didn't slam into anything.