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It took the monster horse some time to appear, having rummaged through the room in dim light for something to sweep the shards of glass into one of the corners. His feet were calloused and used to sharp rocks but all the same, it'd be safer for the others if he did this. When his face appeared through the broken window, he was grinning in satisfaction over the offending barrier's destruction. He definitely felt better after hitting something and having said something actually break. "'M fine! And the place 's empty!" he called out to the others as he carefully picked out the few flecks of glass that caught in his mane. His face was relatively unharmed, a few nicks here and there though his arms clearly suffered the brunt of the impact. Cuts, thin and numerous but thankfully shallow, marred the tanned skin of his forearms and elbows. Even his bahag suffered a few tears from getting caught in the jagged glass.

"'M gonna go see why the jacking door won't budge," he declared before disappearing out of sight.

Malodore immediately went to Riley's side, wincing at the sight of the injury - that was a bad one! And it didn't have all that many supplies on hand, honestly. "This could easily become infected, if it isn't already. There is discoloration within the wound that looks like it could be infection," it murmured. "I would advise..."

...

It stared at the tentacle. Possible infection, serious damage. It had nothing to sterilize the injury with. Stitching was required, but stitching it up with infection inside was not a good idea. Not at all. There was, however, one method of brute force sterilization that they did have on hand, thanks to a certain dragon...

"If the infection is or becomes severe, cauterization," it said, slowly. It wasn't ideal, but it was a better plan than sealing in potential infection. "Quite frankly, given our current resources, the only course of action I can see in the event of severe infection is amputating the tentacle above the wound and then cauterizing the stump. But all I have to cut with is my tail-blade. It's not exactly an perfect solution." Stupid school rules that had not permitted it to bring all its tools on the boat!

It did glance towards the lighthouse at the sound of breaking glass.

"It would, yes," Malodore said, nodding at Jericho. "But it may not be the best solution. We may find useful salvage inside the lighthouse, or a way to contact others who may have supplies. It may be best to wait for now. Impromptu surgery is a rather drastic step." It gave the offending tentacle a frustrated look. Nothing could possibly be easy, could it?

Coming up on the group with Aksaja, Sharra noted that apparently, they'd also gotten the window open...er, well, all right, so open was a very loose term. It served as a way inside, if naught else, and it seemed that the equine boil...Petro, if memory served, had been the one to go bashing his way inside it. Grand. Well, looks like they'd have to follow him through the window if they wanted to get in.

Pausing, as he was about to go sticking his head in around the shattered shards of what once had been a perfectly acceptable window pane, he noted that there was some to-do about the general vicinity of a mindflayer of his acquaintance. Frowning, he came up on Maladore, attempting to peer around it in order to see what the commotion was about. "What's going on?" He murmured, to anyone who would be willing to answer him on the matter. There had been a lot of unanswered questions, however, and so the boil was currently on the verge of investigating on his own. Ah Jack, it seemed as though Riley was injured...and currently, the dots didn't quite all connect for him that their little tussle of before had been the cause of the wound. After all, adrenaline had wiped a good portion of the details away in a wash of panic.

'I still feel terribly guilty.' Arachne felt strangely comforted and even distinctly happy after the hug - but that was quickly replaced by the ever present nerves at being in an unknown place where everyone around her had gotten attacked.

'I'm really really glad you're okay.' she added, smiling at the boil, and nodding at Liannan.
'I'm glad she is with you. She is a good, loyal companion.' she turned with him, a hand reaching out to fit snugly around one of his, as she had done before they got seperated.

'I don't know, if it's really cramped in there I think it would be best if everyone didn't enter the same way.' she looked at the ladder, plagued with doubts, but she didn't want to cut herself climbing into the broken window either.

Sepheran took Arachne's hand when she reached for his and nodded lightly trying to be as reassuring as he could knowing the ghoul was very scared, even he was, but he was a boil and as such he should be the one to be brave in these types of situations.

"There seems to be stairs going down too if you want to try another route," Sepheran added hearing the hesitant in Arachne's voice. Either way they should pick one, and he doubted they would go to the kitchen since it was already packed full with the others who went before them.

The trouble with an injury at a time like this was, of course, that there was no real time to deal with it. She reached out and cupped the side of Malodore's mask with her hand for a moment, before resting that hand on it's shoulder.

You're right. We'll deal with it later. I've managed this long, trust me. I can make it to the end.

It was true, Riley hadn't so much as let out a whimper of pain since they'd discovered the injury - she couldn't even feel it anymore. That was mostly because the tentacle and all the nerve endings around it were now dead, which meant the likelihood of amputation being necessary was high - but who was keeping count? It wasn't important right now.

She gave Sharra a soft glance. The last thing she wanted to do was drop guilt on him right now, so she shook her head. Just a scratch. Don't worry, I'll be fine.

Something much more important was happening. Riley turned just in time to see Petro slam into the window with brute force. She regarded the scene, hearing his friends cry out in worry, but her expression didn't seem worried. It looked much more impressed.

I like him. Riley announced as she headed to the window. She lifted her leg and crawled through the window, dipping her head in to keep from slicing even more tentacles open on the broken glass that hung from the edges. Petro, remind me to spend more time with you when this is all over. She murmured to him privately once she was inside. I like the way you handle a problem. Head first.

Sepheran nodded softly. "Alright...though I don't know if my instincts are warning me or telling me something so stick close..." Sepheran stated lightly. Hearing Arachne as about going first he shook his head releasing her hold to step up to the ladder to go up to the attic window. "Let me go first to make sure it's sturdy enough," Sepheran replied as he placed his hands on the ladder and began to climb up.