"That... sounds entirely predictable." But far from him to suggest that herding cats isn't a venture restricted to vampires. Humans invented strife. Every other species has the decency to cannibalize itself before that escalates into an inconvenience.

As for Hector's immediate plans — they start and end with finding an escape route. A dark, lean, precarious corridor with scat exit opportunities to offer. He feels significantly less optimistic than mere moments prior. The rhino is missed.

"Look..." Reasonable, with an inviting wave of his hand that is entirely lost in the dimness. "Let's take it step by step. We leave here first. Worry about the chasms in my knowledge later. Agreed?"