"Then I'll come back up. Or yell it up. No one's gonna die down there, that's far too mundane for this place. I haven't spend a hundred plus years down a well; you'll tell Malcolm that it's better that someone was left up top in case somethin' does happen. We don't know if those tunnels are enforced or not, or how they've been weakened by the earthquake. 'Sides, you don't know shit about mines, do you?"

They were two guys arguing over a shaft; felt like a throwback to his younger days.