[Lapis hangs back still as he goes to wash off the slime clinging to his clothes, humming softly in relief that he seems to be okay besides that. Relaxing now with a soft sigh, before golden eyes glance around - quietly plotting their route of where to go next.]

That's a relief, we were starting to run low on potions.

[Silence falls as Lapis goes through a mental checklist of what they do and don't have - her attention then turning towards her current companion, watching quietly as he drains the water onto the grass.]

We should probably go on a supply run either way, just in case.