"It is a fascinating find for sure, but I suppose it's just the sort of payment I expect for sticking my neck out for my friends," he replied, surprising you with the statement, even as he began to expel a goo to the sheets that would allow him to  stick it to the walls and ceiling, covering the cocoon. Noticing your silence, he looked to you curiously. "That is what friends do, right? Risk their lives for one another?" he asked, clearly uncertain in his own assessment.