Sana followed the group in silence, her arrow eventually being let loose from the string and it dropping back into its quiver. The bow in turn being slung along her back, letting it rest in its place once again. Her face was emotionless as it always had been and what ever thoughts people had of her were drawn from an over bearing arrogance that they thought they could read someone just by their looks. A fatal trait she had seen far to many adventurers acquire over the years. 

	"Okay, I guess I'll be the one to ask the important question," she quipped in finally. "How do we get the hell out of here?" she asked at the one informing people about the place they were stuck in. Granted she felt she probably wasn't going to get the answer she hoped for. Something along the lines of second star to the right and straight on until morning.