Ronan let out a sigh of relief seeing as the attack was over and the fire had disappeared once the water had hit them. He quickly slipped the water skin away, and looked to the group at hand. It was probably not best to rebuke them, but he was growing more worried about the on goings.  Besides, it seems he was having more trouble with their names currently. Despite this, he would move onward with a bit of a talking too. He somewhat held back from talking to Takao of how they may have ended up cutting Charlie considering the things were made of flame instead of what looked like solid material. They were a man of the sword and thus were quickly to use it which could be a  good trait in emergency situations or surprises in body. Not to say it wouldn't bother him. 

He would immediately move forward to grab the monk and stop Charlie moving too far ahead. “But darn the cursed candle.” Ronan would growl out in worry, trying his best not to shout but his voice would likely come out as a bit loud. “Let us pull out some of our own torches if we need or..” Ronan would look to Tamra, the person with the interesting symbol assumingly around their neck. Assuming the fireballs or light earlier which had ruined his approach was still there and it was Tamra’s for best he knew. “You,……sorry the name doesn’t come to mind but can you move the light on your own, or try and have it follow ...you…”  Ronan would gestured to the group best he could, trying to exclude himself from the selection. Since he, did not wish to stick directly into the light itself. 

It seemed worry had overtook Ronan as he would currently fail to perceive the current surroundings and lighting in them but either way the point felt like it should be made. “we have prepared or at least should have some equipment with us to at least lend out a torch and travel further in.” Ronan said quietly with a mixture of an annoyed and worried groan. His attention would turn back toward Charlie.