"I couldn't know," she told him, eyes hard and studying the steaming room and how it made the icy walls wet and sticky, and the footing, hard to make concrete. "I do know they've been around long before you and I." But that's what they were here for, to figure this out-
and to stop these slaughtering beasts.
There was a sudden rumble, and Ninn lost her footing, slipping onto a nearby steppe of coarse rock and stone. Cursing, she tried to right herself, but it was difficult as debris came down in pinging pieces from above. Luckily, whatever shook the ground didn't last long.
"We should hurry... if the ground here is unsteady, our search won't be as productive."
Once she found more solid footing, she rose off the ground, and steadily, slowly, began to navigate through the hot springs room.