"I can't," he said, which was the problem. If he could get down he would but the only way was to climb his hair, which he couldn't do when it was attached to his head and there was nothing sharp in his tower that could cut it. His father said that was to protect him.

"I can lower my hair down so you can climb up though?" he offered. The idea that he would get to meet someone new far outweighed his fear that they would be dangerous.