[ Trinket isn't willing to go too far from either person, as it is, muzzle lowering to the ground as he snuffles at their surroundings. For her part, Vex steps up alongside Maes, glancing at him tensing, but decides against mentioning it - it will be some time before any of them are comfortable with confined spaces again. ]

Hmm. I know it's a bat, but even they have to shit somewhere. And I'm not seeing any sign of wear along that center path.

[ There's a grunt, before Trinket noses her side, and shuffles his paws, indicating-- ]

Left? Well, it's a good a choice as any. [she checks her pistol again, then smiles at Maes] And we can backtrack if we're wrong.