Piemin shivers, something about the tomb putting him off. He investigates the statues to see if he knows anything about them and why they’re facing the wall. Can they be turned around?

“I do’ know ‘bout restin’ in ‘ere, Vothos. Creatures ‘ere slumber soundly an’ do’ wake up, seems to me. I could use it, tho’.” 

Svra performs some stretches, and again assumes a seated pose. When she closes her eyes, she can see the light.

”Oi, Cherry, take firs’ watch. If ye so much as yawn, wake me, ye hear?”

Vothos finds a wall and rests against it, takes off his pack and throws his big boots on top and yawns.

"Just need a short nap. Try not to break anything, Piemin."