[Ah, right. They did just kind of leave all of those bats there, didn't they...?

Two wrapped sandwiches in her hand, she offers one to him.]

If they were moving closer, then... sounds like maybe the bats saw no other choice. [She thinks back to the claw marks on the walls.] Maybe whatever that... thing is down there was threatening their livelihood.

[It would make for a better outcome than them being controlled in some way to do harm. Not that creatures being pushed out of their home is a good thing, but at least in that case, they'd be able to adapt to a new environment over time?]

Did they know anything about the crystals? And anything about what could've left those marks?