Oz, seeing as no one had complained or told him otherwise, pocketed the bombs. placing them safely into his inventory. he then took the time to make a mockery out of the dead goblin, moving its finger to its nose and shoving it up a nostril. Stepping back, he had a chuckle, proud of his handy work. He then looked to the others who had also been dividing the spoils. "Well, with that taken care of," He spoke loudly, as he took his share of the sen, "Shall we move on?" He swiftly changed the direction he was facing and pointed to the next door.