[There's no reply from deep within the sinkhole, but Dabi still gets his answer soon enough. The air seems to churn before a large and wicked-looking spear propels out of the darkness and sinks deep into the earthen wall an inch from Dabi's face. Dito's chuckle echoes throughout the cavern as he steps into view, the dim light shrouding his own face in eerie shadows.]

Not hardly. You're lucky I'm in a good mood today or you'd be sporting a nice new fleshy glory-hole right about now.

[Seriously, Dito's survived an exploding dirigible from thirty thousand feet in the air-- a slip and fall like this is small potatoes. As easy as you please, the smaller man saunters close to Dabi and retrieves his weapon. It's still irritatingly hard to see the other man's face.]

Well! [His voice is mockingly cheerful.] We managed to make it down here in one piece, despite your efforts. Any more bright ideas, cocksponge?