Fahl, meanwhile, had opted for a closer look at what the Children of Rot had wrought out of their collaborative efforts. While woefully incomplete by current standards and the work unrefined, the little they had documented remained a marvel to behold. His arms propped against the immense rock expanse, his tail braced against the ground to compensate for the weight placed upon stubby back legs, the iguana stretched as far against its surface as he could to take in the map's entirety. Eyes hungry for information followed every etched glowing line. Claws tensed, resisting the urge to reach out and trace them so that the depictions might be better committed to memory.

Truly it was one thing to know the routes based off actual travel, the shift in terrain experienced as he passed through the caves. It was another to see it laid out before him, every twist and turn, even if the renderings were indeed not the most accurate.

"Very far," he echoed, distant despite the proximity. A contemplative moment caused him to dare twisting one set of claws away from the wall and toward himself, leaving the other arm to bear the brunt of his weight.

Old, outdated, would there be any objection to making additions this late in its creation? Would he even be able to accomplish such a thing, or would his claws be too weak to make a dent in the rock, much less a line?

These couldn't be answered now, for his body decided to bring an end to the questions, legs collapsing before he could extend a wavering hooked claw to a blank spot on the wall and begin adding yet another tunnel connected to Polaris. Terrified of scraping long marks below the map, Fahl jerked back. His other paw removed from its resting position, for a second he was suspended in air by sheer willpower, flailing for balance. The next, he dropped to all fours with a sudden thud.

"Yeah." Fahl sighed, annoyed at the clear signal that he needed a nap sooner rather than later. He backed a few steps away, then nestled into the earth. "Best get every bit of sleep you can. We'll be needing it."

If the journey from Pisces to Cetus had been exhausting, the road to Fornax would be even more arduous. This was the time to recuperate while they had the chance.