Pouch moves like a breeze from the back of the line to somewhere in the middle, effortless and somehow never seeming to take up all that much space in the cramped hall. "Ah, yeah. Zel's memory, right Eddy?"

Pouch had seen it, himself, after all. Given freely by Eddy and then returned to him. He offers the Thorntrail junior a reassuring grin. Whatever feeling he's had about it isn't betrayed in his expression, attention focused on the thick lichen coating the walls. He smiles at that, too. Always smiling. "They used to use this passage to get to the other—er, what's the word?—Settlement? Back then, it was a much quicker walk. Few seconds, maybe? Seems the spellwork's changed since then."

Ahead, the darkness seems to stretch endlessly. It looks like the group has a bit of walking ahead of them.