“Guess not.” Edwin shrugged, and placed the rebreather in his pocket once more. He looked around. Most of the surface team had already made their way up the ladder. Ghurst had drawn his revolver, possibly because he had sensed some sort of danger that went unnoticed to the others, but it was more likely an act of caution. And Marriane and Ricard were off doing something at the back of the group. Edwin considered speaking with them. He still wanted to ask about Ricard and whatever magic was behind his abilities, and Marianne seemed like someone worth making friends with, but he was uncertain of speaking with them right now. They were on a time limit in the sewers, and he wasn't sure as to how the wolf would react.

“I'm going to look up ahead.” He stated, opting to engage in a bit of exploration. “Flare.” With a whisper, an orb of light formed, orbiting above Edwin's head and illuminating the dark. He would walk till he reached a fork in the path of the sewers. Along the way he would examine the walls and floors, noting any oddities he found either mentally or on a notepad he carried with him. He would watch the waters as well, looking for any objects that might be floating about, or movement that might warn them.

Once he had reached a forking path, assuming he didn't hurt himself or come under attack before then, he would return to the group to report his findings. From there they would presumably discuss anything of importance, and determine their new route.

With this plan in mind, Edwin went onward into the dark.