Frantic adjusting of the knobs soon caused the water to cease pouring out. Percy gave the rock wall a long, penetrating look, like he was considering tearing it apart for its secrets. The look he then turned on Vax suggested something similar, but with considerably more vengeance. "You might have warned me."

He looked down at his ruined and now quite drenched coat and shirt and with a sigh, started to strip out of it. Blood still streaked liberally over a torso covered in barely healed wounds laid over the scars of years past. The dark stone floor covered any red tinge to the water. "Anything else I should be aware of?"