Krysaos was walking a fine line between screaming like a little girl and trying not to make hostile movements so as to not get himself killed.
He kept his attention towards the shadowy creature... but looked towards Tycon out the corner of his eye.
The green-haired Lieutenant was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the room, cradling a long sheathed sword in his arms.
And somehow... he was still asleep!
"Tycon!" He raised his voice-- but just a little bit.
One of the guy's eyes shot open immediately-- "What?"
...He looked angry. BUT THAT WASN'T IMPORTANT!
Krysaos stealthily gestured his thumb towards the shadow, "There's a... a thing here."
"Mm..." Tycon casually stretched his back. With a finger, he gently rubbed the sand out of the corners of his eyes, "Have you never seen a shadow before?"
Krysaos grit his teeth... "Course I have, guy."
