"Hope yer good with that bow..." Baz growls, sniffing the air. "Gots a feelin we're gonna need as much firepower as we can get in the future..." He begins to walk, occasionally letting out sonar-like ultrasound pulses and listening for the echoes. He's also constantly sniffing the air, turning his head left and right.<br/><br/>"This place smells funny, even for a sewer. Chemicals... smells like a laboratory."