[Falls happen. Just...they happen and you get used to them. Picking herself up, Mars taps a heel on the metal surface beneath her feet and sighs. Looking around in the near pitch blackness, she raises a hand.]

I'm fine, thank you. But I'm not sure about how to proceed. It's hard to see. [A pause.] I'm going to make a light. Please, don't look directly up for a moment.

[And with a whisper of will and magic, she calls up a small will-o-wisp, a glowing orange sphere of magic light to cast back some of the shadows. Hopefully that will keep any lurking grue at bay]