[Funny. They know that normally, they shouldn't be able to comprehend the meaning behind the movement of hands. But, hey, once monks advance far enough in their training, their attunement to the ki of others lets them understand all language! Maybe they've just hit that point! Maybe that's just the weird dream-logic of this dream. Whatever the case, they don't question it. Just accept.]

Oh, it's a great story! See, we maybe sort of weren't exactly... invited? The guy who lived there had been gone for a long time. Arrested for tax evasion or something. But all his security was still active! So there were a lot of false doors to trick you and stop your progress. Some of them were mimics that would just try and eat you, but when you go through the rest? They dump you out in the air several hundred feet up, and you fall all the way back down to earth.

[You know. Normal everyday home security features.]

So we figured we'd just test them by having me go through, you know? If it was a trap, I'd fall out of the tower, run back up the stairs again, and tell them. If it was real, I just had to stick my head through the door and say so! Smart problem solving, right?