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And then something happened to one of theirs, and all he could do was watch on. "Wh-Why? Oh god." Why wasn't she dissipating? Why was she still bleeding? He should have paid better attention, he should have listened. Even dangling from the ceiling he should have heard voices right? Four? They could only send four? The rest would be left behind? Would they all meet the same fate?

Did he want to leave them behind as they tried to get help?

"Im a quick swimmer and pretty quick in the forest as well, i have also lived in one all my life." Seemed forest life was common. "Even more so if i can take true form, i can carry people on my back if need be." His fox form was around the size of a small horse, so he could carry a few if he could shift forms.

He looked towards the Lesovik next, folding his arms. "If all we have is twenty four hours then i doubt we will have enough time to find supplies or anything sturdy enough to hold us across the water. Because remember, the hours are for both time to get there and time to get back. So thats twelve hours one way, barring no obstacles and whatever is out there. We don't even know if we have the supplies to be able to do such things like build a raft of some sort, looking at that map it appears we are on a small island in the middle of no where. We cant justify having enough time and supplies to get across. We need to see whats available to us first and choose who goes from there. We also need to see how many of us are still hurt from that fall." He pointed up towards the ceiling. He turned towards the fracs next, quirking an eyebrow. "Are we allowed to go outside and survey the land before we choose who goes and the timer starts?" It seemed that Aurel was not the only one with 'leadership skills' when in a bind.

"Also when we leave this place will we be able to use our skills once more?" He noticed his natural form, and fear, was on lockdown. How long would that last?

Remi was a Bogeyman in training, so he HAD to know when to pipe in at least. No he did not usually like to take charge of anything, he wasn't even sure if he was now. He was only trying to save all their asses. "Our abilities are on lock down in here, we don't know if they will be once we step outside this place." Which was why he had asked the little Fracs if that was the case, it would make life so much easier for them if they could.

"Theres so many factors we dont know, Aurel." He nodded back at the sitting man. "We dont even know if the water is deep, it could just be waist height for all we know. There could be a underwater pathway we could take." Or there could be things ready to eat them.

Maybe the game master had a boat they could borrow. Haha.

"What classifies as 'escaping', by the way." He looked at the Fracs again, another question. Aurel had a good plan but it also was flawed. "Would you mean the second we step out of this room? This House? Or off the Island? Or perhaps once we choose the four the time starts?" Or had the time already started? Tick tock.

He looked towards Amphi again, frowning. "...Guys shes not dissipating."

A glare was turned towards the boil that announced that he would not do what any ghoul told him to do. Whatever. If he wanted to be some self-sacrificing martyr? She wasn't going to stop him.

But it certainly didn't mean that she would be grateful for that.

"I can swim well." She said. "But I think everyone seems to be forgetting that we should deal with our current problem at hand; finding an exit, instead of arguing over who goes and who stays because oh, they're not important and so they're willing to be a sacrifice for the greater good." Sarcasm dripped off her words; it was clear that Marzena thought the current debate was absolute bullshit.

As the nix took a closer step towards the ghoul, insisting that he would stay with her, she frowned. "Llyrendil." Marzena said firmly, grasping his arm in an attempt to yank him backwards. Like hell she would watch anyone else get impaled. At least she knew Pachua was not going to let Llyrendil do this either. "The only way we can help her is that we get out of this Jack-forsaken place and get help." None of them had any idea why Amphi wasn't dissipating. They needed someone with more experience. One of the professors, maybe. Or even Nurse Cricket.

Llyr jerked away, both from Marzena and Pachua. There was a strange, uncharacteristically angry look that flitted across his face, and he rubbed his arm in an almost wary way, fingers smoothing across the scales that were spread over his upper shoulder.

"Don't tell me what to do," he said, sounding wounded, and a little breathless, the words tumbling over one another. "I am not a child who needs protection." His head twisted to look at Amphi again, her prone form trapped within the spikes; and his hair fell in steady waves over his back, Llyr wrapping his arms around his waist and taking a deep, steadying breath.

"I can't leave the room without her, I'm not not going anywhere without her," he said stubbornly.

Pachua's hug, while meant with good intentions, was not returned, though Llyr didn't push him away. He let himself enjoy the warmth of someone else for a brief moment before offering the boil a vague smile, his eyes still fixed on Amphi's prone body almost as though he were transfixed by it.

He turned his head very slowly to look at Aurel, and there was a strangely vacant look in his gaze as he said, "I don't care. I don't leave people behind. Not like..."

But he trailed off, his expression growing sad, and pressed his lips together, Llyr turning away. He would let the others figure out what they wanted to do, but for now he wasn't going anywhere, instead staying resolutely standing in the place where he was.

"Fine." Marzena said dismissively, an eyebrow raised at Llyrendil's statement. "Do what you want." It wasn't as though she thought of him a child, though she had been perplexed with him at their very first meeting. All she had wanted was to not to witness any more deaths, and her body jerked forward slightly when Amphi was released.

But mourning would do them no good.

Her gaze flitted towards the now open door and moved towards it. Marzena had never been one to work in a team, in fact she quite preferred working only with herself. But the stakes were higher than before and she was not stupid enough to think she could do this all alone.

"How about we go explore however we like and then report back here..." She paused as blue eyes swept over the still figure on the ground. "Or somewhere else. Then we can compare our notes and findings."

They were making plans again, as far as he could tell. The smarter ones, anyway. Not wanting to disturb anyone, he simply listened- looking between the one boil he knew and the others. The skin girl seemed to have calmed down, at least. They would all get things planned, and the fast ones could get out of here and get them home.

"Well, um. Before some of us get out of here, I have a key, yes? I can take us to another part of this basement!" Ulka called, toddling over to the door again. The Fracs had said it was unlocked, so while some of them went to dispose of the dead...

The dead. That was a scary thought. In wonderland they had at least popped back, but that didn't seem to be the case here. That ghoul just laid on the floor... Lifeless. It was like she was a broken toy, but so much worse. Stuffing, he could handle. You could sew a ripped doll right back up again. Not her, though.

Turning away sadly, Ulka slipped out the door. Dawdling and being sad wasn't going to get any of them out of here any sooner. So instead of waiting, Ulka toddled over to B1 and tried to unlock the door with his key.. This, at least, seemed useful.