[ Wu reaches up to grip Lance's hand, glad that Lance is up, that he's lucid, at the very least. ]

You got hit. That, that horrible monster! It hit you! I'm so sorry, I couldn't, I didn't do anything. But I, I ran. I think we got away from it.

[ As if summoned by his voice (and maybe it was), there's rumbling nearby. Not imminent danger, but closer at hand than Wu wishes it was. He cowers a little, casting his eyes around nervously ]

We need to, to get out of here. Find a lamp? [ It's a question because he has no idea if that's a good idea or not ]