[Daryl frowns, but he isn't gonna hop on the guy's ass for not thinking- he's aware that not everyone's used to this kind of life. It's what they have to deal with for the moment though, and so:]

Yeah? You'll think about it now. [He shines his flashlight out in front of them as they go, stepping carefully over the rocks and minding the tracks that seem to line the tunnels.] They probably got all kinds of shit lyin' around down here, just gotta find where they were keepin' it all while they were workin'...

[He swipes a hand across his face to clear the sweat that's beaded there despite the chill he can feel in the air.] You ain't seen no roots? That's your thing, ain't it?