Havelock climbs out carefully after him, stretching out a little to get rid of the tenseness in his limbs. Flexible or not, curling up inside a tiny space is never exactly comfortable.

(Having a sword strapped to you and a faerie very nearly on top of you is even less so.)

"Yes," he says, heading past Puck and to where they first came in.

Much as they were lucky to find this place, not being able to see the various points of entry is not particularly soothing.