"Deepstalkers are the most pleasant of our assailants, yes," Rey admits, frowning a little at the splintering happening around the edges of the metal fitting the bolt she's just tightened is attached to. She reaches for something to temporarily bind it with to keep it from getting worse, though she knows the entire piece will need to be replaced soon.

She shakes her head as Yngvi talks, shifting things around in her own supply bag. "I don't get up top as much as I used to. Too much to do down here, plus there's that bounty on my head. I have yet to see anything with three arses when I do go up, though."