Great.

"Fucking hate being underground," she grumbles in response, just loudly enough to carry, but it does explain the familiar smell of the place, and why when she reaches out to feel for the nearest wall, her hand comes to rest on what feels like a door frame built into the rock. Someone had carved this place out, or they would have if it were real, but it reminds her of the long-abandoned tunnels surrounding the Aerie.

Complaints aside, she doesn't ignore the warning in his tone, letting out a huff of breath before she starts to venture towards the direction of his voice.

"I got it— heading your way. No sudden movements, alright?" With as little as they can see of this place, they don't want to risk bringing any loose rocks down on them, and the ground beneath them is slick and slippery. Fortunately for her, she's long learned to tackle any terrain in heels, but she realizes she's kind of a special case when it comes to strength and balance.

Steadily, she makes her way forward, following a bend in the tunnel until she spots another dim light in the distance, much like her own.

"I think I see you!"