Bruce had taken a mental note of the light from the crystal in the ceiling before he'd left for the tunnels; daylight would be dwindling soon, and they'd have to make a sprint for a modest distance once they reached the surface before they arrived at the Wind Temple. He also didn't miss the fear laced in the Divers eyes that looked their way. He ignored them- he had no intention of causing them trouble. He glanced at Jenso. He figured seeing him in action under a state of duress would either confirm or dispel any doubts that might be warranted by the attitude of the renegades. 
[color=0072bc]"We'll lose daylight in a few brief hours,"[/color] he said, pulling himself up a particularly precarious and unstable remnant of scaffolding. [color=0072bc]"Navigating in the dark can be troublesome."[/color]
That was all he said, clearly trying to convey the message that rock climbing at night presented its own dangers.