Clara sighed; relieved that Artimer was able to calm himself down enough that he was not going to kill Darrel yet. "Anything you want to know, I will tell you." She turned to look At Darrel who was shaking on the floor and noticed how his accent went away. She turned completely to face the man on the floor when Atrimer was back into a smaller form and crossed his arms, "Are there still people living down here? Are you working for someone and where is there a way to get outside?" She stood there and waited for his response.