Deja continues to inspect her allies, her gauntleted hand touching each face in turn as she asks simply, "You okay?  Pain, movement?" until she's satisfied that no one is missing under the rubble, and that all are well enough to fight.<br/><br/>"I agree," she says after Alwin.  "If we can find a decent camping place here, we should rest up and complete in the morning... this moon is unholy, I agree, but if we freeze and die in the dark, no one will know the cause."  She looks around, straining her eyes to pick out exit tunnels, unexplored nooks of the room.<br/><br/>"I've got room in my haversack... I'd let a mage look over that sword and armor VERY carefully before putting it on, if I were you.  Remember the condition of their last wielder."