[He had been mostly quiet since they got trapped below. He hasn't said much outside of talking telepathically. His focus has clearly been on their surroundings. Komaeda pivots quickly, gripping the staff he'd been on market street to get the ends capped with steel in one hand.]

There always is down here. [He joins Kuzuryuu to get a better look and pulls his frustrations and concern in to draw upon. The power weaves into threads in the back of his mind. It lashes out at the face in the muck in a tight controlled blade of light. He turns and continues down the tunnel, slow enough for his companion to catch up.]

It hasn't attacked...that's a good sign. We need to move, Kuzuryuu-san. There are much bigger and nastier creatures down here. And they're just looking for anything that wanders down into their territory!