He smiles, and, unconsciously, turns his back as he removes his old shirt, throwing it aside, and putting the new one on. It's a pale yellow, with no designs except for a small flower at the bottom, near his waist. "Didn't you say something about... about one woman, eahc year, being sent to this place? M-maybe she's..." he swallows hard, then pales slightly as she suggests using his ability to determine cause of death. "N-no... no, I can only feel the pain she might have felt when she died... just looking at the bones hurts, a little." He blushes as he continues. "And, yes... if I focus on them. I only feel the strongest of emotions without trying. L-let's keep moving..."<br/><br/>(Assuming she agrees and they keep moving...)<br/><br/>The cave slopes upward as they continue along, at a gradual angle. Off in the distance, they can make out a flickering light, and, as they get closer, they can see a small room, almost perfectly symmetrical. Directly across, about 30 or 40 feet away, the tunnel continues, and on the opposite sounds of the round room, are two small campsites. A brazier burns at each, providing light for the room, standing next to a bedroll. A table sits nearby, and on it is a bowl filled with dried fruits. There is no sound, but the crackling of the fires.