"We won't be able to go my usual way, you won't fit," she mutters. "This way." She takes his hand, leads him down the winding passages farther away from the sounds of people, of mining. The lighting is sparse, but it doesn't seem to bother Ibani at all. She's used to navigating in total darkness.

"I can take care of the second guard, if we can catch him by surprise near a ledge," Ibani offers, matter of fact.