[ Low-five, huh? Well, can't say that's anything he's done much of before but, sure. Why not? Low-five it is. ]

So much for the whole the enemy of my enemy is my friend bs.

[ Honestly.

Dusting himself off some, the call for a suggestion has Nero looking around and taking a moment to simply stand there and listen. ]

Don't suppose a tree branch is a magical lever that, if pulled, will take us to the lair, huh?

[ Could that actually be a thing? Far too easy for them if you ask him and so, Nero just looks back to the swamp and all its murkiness. ]

Or a chain or something laying in this mess that can be pulled to open a way in somewhere.