Blake heard Mallory's question twice, and the second time it was fainter, echoing back from the opposite direction. He stared around, at a complete loss for words - the cave was shimmering with color, and it was without a doubt the most beautiful thing he'd seen in the longest time. He was momentarily distracted from the spectacular sight by a squeaking sound down below. He looked down and saw a large rat inching over to his foot. After a moment the rodent sniffed at his big toe, before issuing a pained squeal and bolting in the other direction. It sounded a little like it was crying.<br/><br/>"This place is amazing," breathed the other girl, as she stared around with wide eyes. Blake felt his attention drift away from the rat's strange behavior and return to their surroundings. The cave's beauty made it hard to focus on the task at hand — whatever that was — but he knew he needed to pull himself together. He was the leader, after all. "Alrigh', so… we's should fin'a pass'g, o'somethin'," he mumbled, staring around in search of anything that might be important.<br/><br/>"Great plan, Blake!" cheered the girl, and Blake felt his cheeks heat up rapidly as actual praise was heaped on him for perhaps the first time ever. He turned to look at Mallory, and found himself rapidly losing his nerve as he attempted to instruct her. "Mal, why don' y'start on th'other si…" He trailed off under her scrutiny, and then hitched a nervous grin onto his face. "Or I'll do it, y'can do what y'want," he said, before heading over to where he'd been about to send her. Mallory would probably find whatever it was they were looking for, and she wouldn't need Blake to help her do it. She was still the smartest person he'd ever met, even if the captain didn't see it.<br/><br/>He moved over to the wall, staring around and seeing absolutely nothing that stood out from anything else. Several minutes passed, and all he managed to do was squint around at a number of different walls that all looked exactly the same. With a snarl of frustration he seized a stone near the center of the cave, only to discover that it was covered in…<br/><br/>"Oh," he said, recoiling slightly from the all-too-familiar smell. "It's shit," he added sadly, and flung the rock away from him. It was old shit, nearly petrified, but it still-<br/><br/>The rock hit a section of wall, but didn't bounce. He stared, in disbelief, as it rippled down the wall, which he only then noticed was actually a section of cloth that was the same exact color of the rocky wall around it.