Killian didn't wait for Jigano to finish making his way down into the room to untie the smack his hands free of the dust and start looking around. The room was long and dark, piles of damp and chipped wood lay where great book cases might of once been. He was near a wall, which oozed with the various goos and squishes of an eternity of darkness. He moved towards it, leaning forwards to sniff at it. It wasn't the sewage odor he'd expected, but more of a musty dampness that caused his nose to twitch.
He turned around to face Jigano as the silver haired man reached the ground and untied the lantern, and jogged to his side. The other man gave a mournful look to the rubble around them, but Killian was too caught up in the excitement to feel regret. He followed Jigano's gaze back up the hole they'd come from, then looked back to the dark space before him and all it's possibilities.
"We can circle the perimeter, so starting east and ending up back here," he said, looking to Jigano for approval of the plan.
