Venn stepped out behind the others, quickly flourishing a bit of prestidigitation to clear the muck and grim from his tattered clothes. It didn't seem to make a difference considering Venn already looked disheveled. Nonetheless he seemed appeased. He stuck close beside Morgan, yet seemed completely unaware of the situation they were in. He had a relaxed air about him as he began to chew on his nails and softly hum a song. Of course it was out of tune and unrecognizable.