Towards midnight, the party has been forced to build a fire to keep the wounded members from risking illness (their teeth are chattering). The stars are out, the waning moon has not yet risen ... and though the party is tired, what with the combat today, the treasure and their adrenaline, they can't sleep. Even Lukas is awake, though he's too tired to get on his feet just now.
Bert has been napping, spontaneously turning invisible and visible as he does, but now he's awake and listening to the party talking. He rises and stands up on Maximillian's pack to address the others, rising to his full 18 inch height. "Now listen," he says, "You know you shouldn't go back to that lair. Even if you can take those minotaurs, don't forget that father and son that were killed at the entrance. These minotaurs know how to set traps! When they find you've killed the two top, and their bull too, what do you think they'll do? Flee? No! They'll expect you back. And they'll have arranged something unexpected for you!
"Now, the four of you impress me," says Bert. "The way you rushed in - you showed no fear of those beasts. I was terrified myself, I don't mind saying so. I'm all for a day of adventure, but anything five times taller than me scares me. You, I know you're not frightened. I know you're not talking big. But you're not ready for whatever they'll plan while you're gone. Already, I'll wager, they've begun setting a welcome for you. If you were going to go down that stair, the time was then, not days hence.
"Put the plan aside," he begs. "Andrej, you have business elsewhere. Ahmet, Andrej needs you alive. Maximillian, ask yourself, do you really belong underground?" Bert shakes his head. "There's only one of you with nothing to lose going back, that I see, and that's Lukas - and he's not tough enough for this work."
Bert shakes his head. "Move on, my friends. Move on." He hesitates, then adds, "I felt I had to say it, is all."