That is probably for the best at this stage.

Havelock lets Puck slip out past him, gazing intently over his shoulder and across the room. Being a kitchen, it is fairly large and open - with any number of corners and bulky equipment where danger could lurk. Hardly ideal, but at least the light is marginally better.

He drops down himself - stretching out one cramped arm - and draws his sword again, cautious.