The pair of them made their way through the passage, the ceiling thankfully a full metre above Daniel’s head so he didn’t have to slouch. Wide enough to comfortably fit the two of them side-by-side, it twisted and turned before angling downwards with a gentle slope. Occasionally they would pass other bug-horses who would move to the sides and stare, but evidently the presence of Bluey was more than enough to avail any fears that they may have had about the biped in their presence. 