Amos glances back briefly at Josh, dark eyes assessing. "You don't have to believe for it to be real." He knows that very, very well. "I've met more impossible creatures 'n that one who've tried to eat me. I don't like being eaten."

Granted, he's only ever actually been nibbled on, when it comes right down to it, and flesh can grow back. But still.

He pauses briefly at an intersection, tips his head one way then the other, then takes the right-hand turning. He has no idea what these tunnels actually map out to look like, but he's mostly navigating by 'avoiding hungry things.' He'll eventually find a way out, he supposes.