I can't say I've really seen any workers on my way here. [ He gives her a sheepish smile. ] They might have blended in a little... [ It wouldn't take much in a place like this, after all.

He scratches his temple, looks up to the shoots she mentioned, and lets out a sigh. This is ridiculous. He has a higher calling than getting out of a dump like this, and looking at her it looks like she does too. Then again, he's trying to avoid doing much of that before he ends up bumbling all over again. ]

There might be a passage somewhere. There has to be.