"I certainly hope I get used to the light. I'm not sure I can go home," Xeno replied to Josh, shaking his shoulders to try and get rid of any thoughts regarding the dark crevice he'd nearly died in. The light wasn't too bad so long as he didn't look up, and upon reaching the foggy plains the low hanging mist in the air served to block out some of the light in the sky.

Tired of holding the gem in his hand, Xeno popped the rock in his mouth, chewing noisily as it was ground to powder and he swallowed. Faintly the sableye could see things moving through the mist, his keen eyes picking up shapes here and there but upon realizing they could be hostile his curiosity was replaced with paranoia. "Wait, why are we here? Are these things after us?" Xeno began asking, noticing the group continued moving and he quite persistently stayed close.