Luckily Diego already knows Anne, and while he's been tight lipped the entire trip, he's thankful when she's with him when they separate off. As much as this business with kidnapping and weird attacks unsettles him, he's not much more comfortable with the strangers around him. Maybe most trust each other, but he's never gotten a hang of trusting people on a whole. Maybe he should be a bit more untrusting of an attorney, but there's worse things a person could be. Especially when they've come from a place where people like him were almost more common. It had a settling effect.

He's watched the others on the way up there, glad for the things that he'd received shortly before the trip began. Now though he has clothes that fit, that aren't red for one, and are better suited for the caves they find themselves in. But he'd have dealt with those for the rest he has. Steel throwing knives lining his arms, his waist, loaded down with them from the box of them he'd received. Finding his accuracy almost back with the help of that machine, he is ready for this. All of it.

Or so he hopes.

Glancing at the others, giving Anne a nod as they start into the cave system. It's been a hard hike up there, and while part of him thinks a break would do most some good, he's also not ready to risk those taken because some might need water and a breather.

"You two okay to head on?" He glances between them, considering how this might go.