"We're gonna have to move carefully," Daniel warns unnecessarily. Yeah, like they hadn't figured that out already, but then Peter had spent his first few minutes of dream consciousness waving his arms around haphazardly with little regard to the people chained to them, so maybe it bears mentioning after all.

The outside corridor looks, from here, to be exactly what one would expect to find in a dungeon of this size and nature - unremarkable, appropriately dismal stone brick walls, dimly lit, and, in their favor, completely empty.

Daniel typically isn't the one to take the lead in this type of situation - he wouldn't consider himself a leadership type of person by any means - but letting Petter leave first would be an exercise in painful bruising and perpetual physical space management, and he'd rather not Seth be the first one to face whatever it is that might potentially be down here with them. So, shooting the other two a meaningful look in warning, out the door he goes.