[ Cain... does an actual double take. He stares at this tiny, thumb-sized Rohan, gaping, hanging in the burly dude's grip, totally ignoring how he's being manhandled because the way more important thing going on here is how Rohan, that weird dude who couch surfed for a week and just never moved out, is... all of three inches tall. Fascinating. ]

Rohan?! What happened to you? Did someone curse you? This isn't exactly the right kind of library for a counterspell, but I can start looking...

[ Honestly, it seems pretty likely, seeing as Cain knows what Rohan's like... ]