Think you might have better luck fighting whatever's out here.

[ And he might give the faintest sound of a chuckle at that, shaking his head as they go. Regardless of whether or not she's capable of taking care of herself, he's not about to let anything happen to her and so he keeps himself on his toes as they go, the neverending darkness a hindrance in way of keeping watch. Nothing he can't handle at least. Or so he tells himself. ]

From what I've gathered, there's not a whole lot in the way of things to hunt or grow here, is there?