Cornelius inspected the small bottle carefully. It seemed to be some kind of medicine, the likes of which he has never seen before. It was almost fascinating. When he opened it he stared at the contents for a moment before finally said, “Thank you.” And just watched what the soldier was doing and copied how this odd medicine was consumed. If only he had something to wash it down with, he thought to himself. A drink of water or something would be really nice right now in general, and a bath. His throat was dry and it was dusty… good grief, there was dust everywhere down here. It was absolutely disgusting down here! Just thinking about it made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. When he got home, he was going to need to bathe a food few hours to get all of this filth off of him.<br/><br/>A noise from above caught his attention. He looked up and there was darkness… and something else…. Oh, hell, there were bats here, too? Blood sucking pests, the least of his worried but still a nuisance; he rather disliked bats.<br/><br/>“Cornelius, pleasure to make your acquaintance, Wolf.” He gave a small smile while he introduced himself. Might as well get acquainted if they were going to be stuck with each other for awhile, he thought, no use staying strangers. Besides, the lynx was someone who liked a good conversation. All that was missing was a nice, hot cup of tea. Now, now, this was no time for jokes, he told himself. He seemed to be thinking to himself quite a bit since he fell down here. Coming back to more serious matters, he said, “Unfortunately, I don’t have a way to defend myself. Having something I can use to defend myself would be wise. I had thought of looking around before we all fell down here in this place.” He waved his good hand around the area briefly and cautiously looked around to see if there was something within the immediate area to use.<br/><br/>His eyed landed upon the pathways that seemed to lead further underground. “Hey, what do you think might be down there?” As he stared down into the darkness, Cornelius suddenly felt tempted to go down in that direction. Cats could usually see well in the dark, but with his vision as bad as it was he couldn’t make anything out. But was that wise, suggesting that they check it out? Who knew what was down there. For all he knew there could be things worse than bats lurking around. Considering everything he has seen so far, if there was anything down there, it couldn’t be good. Either way, further exploration without a weapon would be unwise. It was bad enough he had this sprain, he had a feeling this injury would only slow down any progress they might make, being without a weapon would be even worse. He was completely defenseless.