[Julek is following along behind Kyna, also wielding a flashlight, though he'll let Kyna deal with the map. He has his own; it's tucked away in his mostly empty backpack that he just brings along to store his clothes should he need to cat up. Maps are for tunnel-spelunking amateurs, which he is not. The only reason he has one is to mark down points of interest, though sometimes he explores outside of his comfort zone to add to the ever-changing document. What's that called? Cardiography? Something like that. It makes him feel like an old-timey explorer, like he's found something new that's just his, even though he always eventually finds old beer cans and cigarette butts left behind by other pioneers.
But they're not venturing out into those interesting parts today. One teenage girl couldn't have gotten stuck too deep in here.]
Ooh, yeah. I'm game. What are we betting?
[Because money is probably off the table, given how broke they both are. Besides, flat cash is boring.]
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But they're not venturing out into those interesting parts today. One teenage girl couldn't have gotten stuck too deep in here.]
Ooh, yeah. I'm game. What are we betting?
[Because money is probably off the table, given how broke they both are. Besides, flat cash is boring.]