~Dhormium tries to suppress a sign of relief as he leans against the door. He makes sure the door won’t open by itself and stands up and helps Brioc to his feet.
“Bah, ‘lizard cuisine’, I can’t stomach all those little feet and I strongly advise you not to even try them with those tender bellies of yours! Do you think G’ruk is in his chamber? It would save us a trip through that dreadful goo! We could take a little peek along that other corridor as long as we are here. If not, lets get cleaned up again, this smell is getting at me”
~those last few words spoken clearly state the dwarfs idea of having walked through the muck for nothing and being forced to clean his gear up, again!~