"Dunno where we are, but I don't think it's safe."

Thank the light that she's alive and awake. Fuck. Mat tries to feel around them and winces, pulling his hands back from the viscous walls of...whatever this is. It feels...he isn't sure. Organic, really.

The stink of it is making his stomach turn.

"And I'm fine, just sore and bruised. Nothing new. Come on, let's...see what we're working with. The longer we stay put, the worse it's going to get."