Listening carefully as he looked around, the very last thing he had expected was her reaction. As she seemed to get closer, her eyes seemed to glaze over and her balance obviously wasn't with her. When she started screaming about a door, he didn't know what to do, doing all he could to keep her from falling over, until she fainted. Looking around frantically, he found an ancient wheelchair, and decided to put her in it. The wheelchair was in almost pristine condition surprisingly, the entire contraption seeming to function smoothly, despite it's well worn age. He wondered how something like this would retain such a condition in the damp underground, but that wasn't the thing he had on his mind right now.<br/><br/>"Xiao Yu!" he called as he tried to shake her out of the unexpected unconsciousness. He racked his brain thinking of the things most likely to make a person faint. Oxygen deprivation, heart problems, low blood pressure, maybe even a syncope. She didn't seem to be hurt, and he didn't remember anything about a medical condition. He'd read about the conditions under ground, and oxygen was supposed to have been in good supply. He didn't feel off, other than the fact that he was underground with an unconscious woman in a secret tomb of a long dead Emperor and his mystery mistress.