Ballista claps the cleric on the shoulder as her bow vanishes once more into her quiver along with the javelin sized arrow. She leans in handing him a couple strips of cloth, and whispers "Here tie these around around the knees plates of your armor so the rest of the group doesn't hear them clanking together with fear. At least it'll be a little harder to notice." And with that she smirks at him and scurrries into the tight passage.