Miss Imogen crosses the board carefully, water moistening the soles of her boots, but not seeping through. She contemplates suggesting simply breaking the board, since there will always be another way out, but she doesn't know enough of the situation to offer that yet. Instead, she congratulates Nameless on solving the problem for them all, and falls into line.
Nameless seems intent on being the scout. Miss Imogen, with her human eyesight, is fine with that. She has him covered, bow in hand.