Nate had to sigh a little. The answers being given by most were not answering the question that the Professor--whose name Nate did not know--had asked. He slowly raised his hand, thinking carefully before he responded, "Are we working with something that usually lives underground, in low-light, humid conditions?" The air did feel a bit heavier in this room compared to others, but that might have just been an illusion of the darkness. Or an echo of his crying from the previous night. Either way....

Nate shifted a little after answering, trying to get as comfortable as possible. Finally, after trying cross-legged, reclining, lying on his back, sitting on his knees, and even considering standing on his head, he decided that lying on his stomach with his chin on his hands was the most comfortable way to be positioned in the moment. His comfort wasn't full, though. There were obviously things lurking in this darkness: he had counted the shadows a few times. Needless to say, his wand was already out, the word Lumos threatening to emerge from his lips. Thankfully, it didn't.