I do. We met on that first Nocwich trip what feels like forever ago now and we've kept in touch since.

[ Some of that keeping in touch now being communications from here, what few Claude's been actually certain that he's been able to get out given there were responses unlike the ones that went without any reply. Kyle had answered even if the conversation hadn't been long, but enough was said. Including more specifically and relevant to right now: ]

He'd mentioned you were here courtesy of our charming hosts as well when I reached out to him. Seems like those who were fortunate enough to not be invited on this little trip are already looking for ways to find us, with any luck.

[ Claude could add more, has some other chatter to offer as a distraction even if thinking about people not here - and the fact that they're stuck in a pit, basically - but something clatters and echoes ahead of them. Something that sounds suspiciously like a loose rock being kicked aside, and it only takes one glance down towards their feet to confirm it wasn't them. No kickable rocks to be found here. ]

You heard that, right?