Claude knew he probably should have been glad that the skeleton wasn't all that interested in him, but he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed for some reason. Of course, it wasn't like he had anything to complain about. The guy hadn't left the three of them to rot out here (yet), so that was something.

Rocking back on the balls of his feet, he glanced over his shoulder and at the tunnel they had just come from. It was hard to believe they were coming back here on their own accord, but Claude had to once again remind himself that there wasn't much for them out there, either. At the end of the day, they weren't going to be satisfied with anything short of getting themselves and their friends back home.

Hopefully the ferryman wouldn't play any games with them tonight.