For all he might be complex, Gendry was simple compared to a Graceling. He desired only simple things and chief among them in the moment was light. Unfortunately for the both of them, there was none to be had. There was the sound of dripping water, but everything else had fallen silent. Though it was scarcely proven yet, there was a very real threat of being trapped. He felt it only natural to blame her. He might have been shy about touching a woman, but his accusations were blind to sex.

"No. Only my eyes. Who the bloody hell are you?""