"Oi, it fits the profile Cersei. If this<i>isn't</i>what we came here for, then what is? It's what has been making that friggin slithering sound this entire time, and it's horrid enough to be able to scare the crap out of the two of us," he says and tilts his head, calling back to Koh. "You aside since you're stealthy enough to shit your pants in complete silence," Chay returns his look back to Cersei. "Then what else could? If you want to continue heading down, then be my guest, but we won't be finding anything other than that creature again, with the possibility of some corpses lying around here and there." He sighs and rests his palm on his head, trying to calm down but every time he closes his eyes that creature seems to spring its face up into his imagination. "Damn abomination..." he lifts his head. "If this isn't classified, the bards in town will get a load of this."