The enjoying munches of the half-elf,  magolor was happy to hear. The constant tapping of the staff on the marble however was getting on his nerves but he dealt with the sound as he knew that Sohn was doing it for safety. The tapping had stopped right before a jumble of different sounds and happening at roughly the same time; Sohn cutting his proposal short, the clatter of the oil lamp hitting the marble floor, and the yell of Vander falling through the floor. With not much time to act he dropped his food and rushed over to grab the carpet. We can’t lose anyone here; I didn’t come to be held accountable for someone’s death!

"Ha ha… well this surely [i]sinks[/i] doesn’t it?" he joked through gritted teeth, while looking down the hole at Vander. Struggling to keep his grip on the carpet due to the weight pulling against him, he was also slipping forward due to the marble floor that wasn’t giving his shoes much grip. All the while internally screaming at Eliel to come help before all three of them get dragged down the hole.