Christine nods. "Most likely." Her gaze shifts to contemplate the word "safe" written on the wall. Crossing her arms, she lifts a finger to tap at her bottom lip in thought.

"I would wager we aren't far into the temple just yet. Someone is marking a safe place to sleep. Does this mean it's the only safe place, or are they sleeping spread out throughout the whole temple? I would think there would be safety in numbers, especially should some intrepid treasure seekers come in." Not that she's one of them, of course. She's the healer of this party.