[Kratos doesn't acknowledge Zelos until he's sure the material he's looking for isn't to be found in this particular mine. He rises, dusting off his clothes, and turns, head tipping.]

I've no issue fighting underground.

[For all that his mana is dualled light-lightning, there's an affinity for earth in there too. He prefers the closed-circuit energy of lightning in an enclosed space; of sparking power against raw stone. Kratos crosses his arms, watching Zelos watch him.]

Is that why you came, or are you wasting my time?

[Not exactly much to check in with.]