After he smashed the creature with his hammer, Ari calmly watched as the undead horde that is now apparently on their side ripped apart their old comrades. After hearing the barbarian talk about moving on He thought he would interject his own opinion.<strong>"Um... I don't really know where we are, but from what I can tell it's not a nice place. I don't think we should be so fast to rush off. There is just as high a chance of running into something horrible down those tunnels as there is of something horrible running into us here. Maybe now would be a good time to take a breather, get to know each other, and try and think of a way out of here, or something. Because I don't think I know any of your names." <br/></strong><br/>With that said he looked down at the gash in the side of him and wandered over to the kitty offering up heals. He saw that she was out of breath but didn't remember her getting hit, or attacking with anything other than magic.<strong>"I have a bit of a scratch if there is something you can do about it, but are you okay you look a little... tired?"</strong>