The last time I went somewhere I wasn't supposed to go, I ended up in the dungeons for my effort.

[Now that that's out of the way, however, he's content to look Cecil's, ah, weapon of choice over; just because this is probably nigh-suicidal doesn't mean that he's not thinking it over anyway.]

You know, you're going to either need a heavier weapon or some patience - there's usually a trick to these things, after all.