Its been three days since you and your parter had entered the dungeon, with only a mage light (casted by a spell or scroll depending on what you are) to light the dark mossy stone halls

Alina suddenly runs to your side, looking over at you with her head tilted

“Heyyy… just wondering…”

she glances at another direction then back towards you

“When are we gonna set camp? My stomach is killing me…”