Rith'Arnis slowly nods his head. "Yes, that seems wise." The Githzerai walks into the hall, only to hear the drow asking about the condition of his orcish companion. "We do not know the answer to that. Time will tell us. Either way, they will need spells to try."
He looks around, taking stock of how everyone is looking. "We got what we came for. I do not think we can stay here, they might come looking for us here. A while back, off of the stairscase, there is a storeroom with only one entry. It might be defensible, for a short time. We could rest for a while, and allow you to regain spells. After that, we would press on towards the upper levels. The exit should be up there. Does everyone agree?"