Thiera responds to Xerik, "The dark suits me fine, though I am used to it being provided by the boughs of trees and not a dank artificial cave. I'm not sure the smell will agree with me as much as the lighting. I, too, will be able to help if combat becomes necessary." She grimly smiles, a slight curving of the lips that does not reach her eyes. "I shall endeavor not to hit any of you should matters become heated."
She decides that she should preempt any danger and ready her bow and nock an arrow, but not draw it, when they finally enter the sewers.