we got no time to waste, oh which way shall we go?

Amun

You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises

The darkness of the underground didn't pose a problem for Ascended eyes either. Amun had just dropped off an offering for the Voice and was heading back towards the surface. Tunneling alongside the potter, Zhanshi was clearly in his element, ducking deep into the earth before popping up to nip at the Ascended's heels.

Amun chuckled at his companions antics. As they neared the entrance to the tunnels, though, his steps slowed as he spotted a figure silhouetted against the brighter outside. She looked vaguely familiar, but for the life of him he couldn't place her. So, with Zhanshi circling around the potter's feet now, he called out. "Evening, miss."

For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid