"Pfft, no way, even if I had my spells up and running I wouldn't solo caves. That's how you end up eaten by jellies." Ignoble way to go, though jellies can actually be pretty dangerous. There's just something particularly ignoble in a capable adventurer ending up digested by a wobbly cube. "Not without some reliable muscle and a healer," he adds absently, because that's just common sense. Of course, common sense says bring someone who knows traps and finesse, too, and then his throat catches for just a fleeting moment, and he has to look down and examine his nails to cover the lapse. "Like, unless the fishing's way better off on the other side, staying central seems like the best call. It's already way too easy to miss shit." No stones of farspeech, no handy intercom systems, he can see falling out of the important loops very, very easily here.