"They didn't tell me, either. Here, roll this between your palms," For once, the elfroot she has on her isn't all dried and primed for smoking. She hands him a couple of leaves, which should release some nice pain-relieving oil and juices when crushed.

"Maybe there'll be another ice bubble cave thing conveniently right below the rift, and we can...do something. Maybe we just need to fight off the nasties from below while someone up top closes the rift?" Athessa squints,her pace slowing just a tad. "This doesn't seem very well planned at all."