Oren paused as she started feeling up to walls, watching her randomly tap and press on the panels until a part of the wall popped open. Color him surprised. With a deep breath, Oren started after her, almost wishing for a cane to walk with. But he could manage, he wasn't some weakling, he was a fey. Even so, he was grateful when he was able to lean against the damp walls of the passageway.<br/><br/>"I can make it, we just need to keep moving." If he allowed himself to stop he wasn't sure that he would be able to move forward again. "I can summon my friend once we are outside the confines of the Institute." Oren wasn't particularly happy to call upon this favour, Elivine was a powerful fey, but desperate times called for desperate measures.