[Anything to lighten the mood is welcome, and really, any gods worth listening to should be talking through less creepy statues. Right? That sounds right. He supposes.
His ability to concentrate enough to send messages is really starting to fade now, but he quickly tries to think of anything she might not already know and might be useful. How much have others managed to relay? Maybe they should've been coordinating, that would've--
That's not a helpful train of thought right now and he struggles to refocus, though the already faulty connection is clearly suffering further now.]
S̴̼͂̈́̈́̆̑o̵͙͔̞͓̞̦̖͍͂̌̏̃̈́͂̈́̿m̵̩̬͍̑͒̂̇̂̐̚͝ę̴̛̞͖̫̝͓̳̅͠͝ ̸̧͈͖̣̈́s̶͇͙̹̱͆͌̕̚͝ò̸̘͍̯͍͕̃̉̏̒́̿͋ͅṛ̴̛͖̯̰͚̺͕̓́͐͐̚͜ţ̸̢̝͖͈͉̖̹̦͊̎̆̽ ̴̺̓̈́̈́̈͊̔̉̎͘o̴̢͖̞̲̳̳͊̽̊̆̎́͊͂͝f̷̡̭̠͔̫͎̙̀̌̆̊͜ ̴̡̨͓̹̝̼͌p̶͍̞̃i̷̧̡̛̮͍̹͓̝͍̊̀̆͂̅̓̏t or cave? Ơ̴̡̨̠͙͕̝̺̗͕r̴͈͕̝̈ ̷̛͕̮̽̌͑͗a̴̟̱̪̫͋́̚t̷̺̙͑̈́̅́̀͗̊͌̌ ̶̺͇̪̇̄̔͆̇̅̕͝l̷̛͕̑̐͐̍͛̋é̶̲̬̹̺̉̑̾̎̕a̷͈̰͍̫̭̟̓̊s̴͇̠͖̫̺̥͑̓t̴͚̹̓͋͆̀̾̑͘͜ ̸̡̢͍͉͙̖̼͉̻͆ḯ̴̥͕̰̞̮̱͓͔̉̐̍͆̂́͝ͅţ̶̢̛̭͎͉͚̂̆̅ ̶̭̜̲̰͓̦̜̳̆̈̒̎̌̌̈́͌l̸̲̍̈̍ͅô̶̯͉oks like it. It's m̶͇͍̲̄͐o̸̺̪̪̓̊̕s̵̻͈͑̆́͒͋̏̚͘͝ͅţ̸͔̥́̅͐͌͗̂͜ḻ̵̢̛̔͒͒̄̇̈́̓ỷ̵̡̫͖̩̄̽̑͗͘͜͝ ̵̢̖͕͖̩̜̳̥͊̔͒͠ͅo̷͇͉̗͊́̔̓̄͋̈́̃͝n̷̳̭̖͚̎̐̇͝ë̶͇̺̟̘̀̒̂͊͠ big area. Ț̴̥̝̮̒̏̈́̇͜h̸̩̾̒̀̑͜͝ė̷̳͋͌̆̃͘̚͝ŗ̴͍͇̜̝̘͓̀̎̍̈̆̔̎͝e̸̟̝̖̹̳̐̒̔͒'̶̧̳͙͍͙͈̣̦̪͂͑̉͘͝s̵͇̤̟̤͉̰̼͍̾́ͅ ̷̖̦̩̲̗̪̀́͒̀̈́̅̍̎m̶̧͍̞͔̭̗̼̬̻̏́̉͛̍́u̵̡̲͈̿͌̕s̴̺̻͗̓̃͆͐́̓͑̚h̸̳̃̈́̐̈́̒͠rooms and plants, and there's a well
[The message cuts off abruptly as he realizes something, not sure if it'll be useful or not, but it's something.]
T̵̖͇̦̙͕̝̮̯̊̑̂̈́͑̏͜h̵͔͇̟͇͓͎̒̾e̸̛̜̜̘̺̰̫͔͓̲̒͗̓̈́͒͝r̶͎̪̗̊̍͜e̷̲̯͍̊̏͒̑̌̉͛͝'̴̧̭̦͙͚̰͇̓͐́̃͒͒ṣ̸̯̿͗̇̇͗ͅ ̷̼̒a well, and it's dry a ̷̹͈͉̞̠̊̈́̎̑̈̂̀̈́ͅl̶̗̠̬̫̖͕̠̝͆o̶̝͔̬̝̳̞͔͖̣͗̏̍͒̑͘͠ţ̸̯̻̯̇̆̐̀̓̅,̷̧̢͎͈̝̮̋́͐̽̓̉̌̓ ̴̰̭̮̬̙̤̜̞̈̚ş̵͓͔̽͐̓̆̉ͅơ̸͔͔̠̲̣̐̍̇̈́͒̐͗ ̵̽́͜w̷̧̛̻͎̎͒̈̀̀̀̓ë̶̙́̾͒́́͛̾̀'̷͑ͅr̴̺̠͍̻̙̬̯̐͐̃̑̍͛͘͝e̶̫̭͆̈́̒͘͜͝͝ above the water tab̴̹̲̱̏̃̔̂̃͌̏̿͝l̶̡̮̮͕̪̺̖̓̎̿̉͠e̷̢͖̘͎̪̪͇͙̽.
[Being so far down but still above the water table must be unusual, right? It would be in his world, he thinks, at least narrowing down possibilities a little, but then again what does he know about wells? Not a lot.]
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His ability to concentrate enough to send messages is really starting to fade now, but he quickly tries to think of anything she might not already know and might be useful. How much have others managed to relay? Maybe they should've been coordinating, that would've--
That's not a helpful train of thought right now and he struggles to refocus, though the already faulty connection is clearly suffering further now.]
S̴̼͂̈́̈́̆̑o̵͙͔̞͓̞̦̖͍͂̌̏̃̈́͂̈́̿m̵̩̬͍̑͒̂̇̂̐̚͝ę̴̛̞͖̫̝͓̳̅͠͝ ̸̧͈͖̣̈́s̶͇͙̹̱͆͌̕̚͝ò̸̘͍̯͍͕̃̉̏̒́̿͋ͅṛ̴̛͖̯̰͚̺͕̓́͐͐̚͜ţ̸̢̝͖͈͉̖̹̦͊̎̆̽ ̴̺̓̈́̈́̈͊̔̉̎͘o̴̢͖̞̲̳̳͊̽̊̆̎́͊͂͝f̷̡̭̠͔̫͎̙̀̌̆̊͜ ̴̡̨͓̹̝̼͌p̶͍̞̃i̷̧̡̛̮͍̹͓̝͍̊̀̆͂̅̓̏t or cave? Ơ̴̡̨̠͙͕̝̺̗͕r̴͈͕̝̈ ̷̛͕̮̽̌͑͗a̴̟̱̪̫͋́̚t̷̺̙͑̈́̅́̀͗̊͌̌ ̶̺͇̪̇̄̔͆̇̅̕͝l̷̛͕̑̐͐̍͛̋é̶̲̬̹̺̉̑̾̎̕a̷͈̰͍̫̭̟̓̊s̴͇̠͖̫̺̥͑̓t̴͚̹̓͋͆̀̾̑͘͜ ̸̡̢͍͉͙̖̼͉̻͆ḯ̴̥͕̰̞̮̱͓͔̉̐̍͆̂́͝ͅţ̶̢̛̭͎͉͚̂̆̅ ̶̭̜̲̰͓̦̜̳̆̈̒̎̌̌̈́͌l̸̲̍̈̍ͅô̶̯͉oks like it. It's m̶͇͍̲̄͐o̸̺̪̪̓̊̕s̵̻͈͑̆́͒͋̏̚͘͝ͅţ̸͔̥́̅͐͌͗̂͜ḻ̵̢̛̔͒͒̄̇̈́̓ỷ̵̡̫͖̩̄̽̑͗͘͜͝ ̵̢̖͕͖̩̜̳̥͊̔͒͠ͅo̷͇͉̗͊́̔̓̄͋̈́̃͝n̷̳̭̖͚̎̐̇͝ë̶͇̺̟̘̀̒̂͊͠ big area. Ț̴̥̝̮̒̏̈́̇͜h̸̩̾̒̀̑͜͝ė̷̳͋͌̆̃͘̚͝ŗ̴͍͇̜̝̘͓̀̎̍̈̆̔̎͝e̸̟̝̖̹̳̐̒̔͒'̶̧̳͙͍͙͈̣̦̪͂͑̉͘͝s̵͇̤̟̤͉̰̼͍̾́ͅ ̷̖̦̩̲̗̪̀́͒̀̈́̅̍̎m̶̧͍̞͔̭̗̼̬̻̏́̉͛̍́u̵̡̲͈̿͌̕s̴̺̻͗̓̃͆͐́̓͑̚h̸̳̃̈́̐̈́̒͠rooms and plants, and there's a well
[The message cuts off abruptly as he realizes something, not sure if it'll be useful or not, but it's something.]
T̵̖͇̦̙͕̝̮̯̊̑̂̈́͑̏͜h̵͔͇̟͇͓͎̒̾e̸̛̜̜̘̺̰̫͔͓̲̒͗̓̈́͒͝r̶͎̪̗̊̍͜e̷̲̯͍̊̏͒̑̌̉͛͝'̴̧̭̦͙͚̰͇̓͐́̃͒͒ṣ̸̯̿͗̇̇͗ͅ ̷̼̒a well, and it's dry a ̷̹͈͉̞̠̊̈́̎̑̈̂̀̈́ͅl̶̗̠̬̫̖͕̠̝͆o̶̝͔̬̝̳̞͔͖̣͗̏̍͒̑͘͠ţ̸̯̻̯̇̆̐̀̓̅,̷̧̢͎͈̝̮̋́͐̽̓̉̌̓ ̴̰̭̮̬̙̤̜̞̈̚ş̵͓͔̽͐̓̆̉ͅơ̸͔͔̠̲̣̐̍̇̈́͒̐͗ ̵̽́͜w̷̧̛̻͎̎͒̈̀̀̀̓ë̶̙́̾͒́́͛̾̀'̷͑ͅr̴̺̠͍̻̙̬̯̐͐̃̑̍͛͘͝e̶̫̭͆̈́̒͘͜͝͝ above the water tab̴̹̲̱̏̃̔̂̃͌̏̿͝l̶̡̮̮͕̪̺̖̓̎̿̉͠e̷̢͖̘͎̪̪͇͙̽.
[Being so far down but still above the water table must be unusual, right? It would be in his world, he thinks, at least narrowing down possibilities a little, but then again what does he know about wells? Not a lot.]