"Amber!" Jake calls when she disappears from his sight, but he's comforted when he hears her voice. Squeezing his way out of the tunnel, he dusts his knees off and turns the light off, the ambient light more then enough to light this hallway. "You know, if the Prophet finds us here, he'll flay us alive, you know that right. But of course! You don't care, do you? I don't either. Right, since you've kind of promoted yourself to the leader position, lead, and I shall follow."