There was almost no sound in that black vastness, only the occasional drop of water falling from the high ceiling and striking the surface breaking the eerie silence. The air flowing through the newly created opening felt almost like the breath of some gigantic, cold-blooded creature. The Force might be settling, but the sense of foreboding alone was enough to prickle the skin, setting the senses on edge - and perhaps it was the company, the relative safety in numbers, but Procion found himself enjoying the feeling.<br/><br/>Then, as he was just about done grinning at Johte's reddening cheeks, not to mention his backside, and was packing away the penlight with his other gear, there was a sound. Distant at first, it grew into a deep, resounding rumble and the crash of falling water as something much larger than a human being breached the surface and then dove back into the depths. Procion jumped, having no time to conceal it. His embarrassment only lasted for a moment, though, before the grin was back once more, and he turned slowly to look at the Jedi.<br/><br/>"Sure about that?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>