Myri followed Aurion into the cave, staying close to Alabaster so she could see by his pale white incandescence.  She advanced slowly into the cave, running her fingertips along the smooth stone walls.  "I've never been in such a place before," she whispered to Alabaster, then cringed at how loud her voice sounded in the enclosed space.<br/><br/>"I have," Albaster said grimly as he stared into the inky blackness.  "Enough times to make me wish I'd never heard the word 'cave.'  But, as they say, 'any port in a storm.'"<br/><br/>"Who says that?" Myri asked.<br/><br/>"Sailors, mostly," Alabaster replied.  "But a lot of people who aren't sailors also say it."