John is a little more old school, preferring the use of a flaming torch over something that runs on AA batteries but too cold and tired to argue over it to have his way. Maybe they wouldn't be able to see that far ahead but it wouldn't have been crapping out the way Billy's is, and he could have pulled a quick spell out of his arse if he needed it with that little bit of fire so close to his hand.

Anyway, they're too far in to turn back, and John tsks when the light cuts out again. He scrunches up his face and tosses Billy's flashlight aside once he's handed it. The blond isn't really afraid of what they might encounter down here even if the goblins might have given him some pause. He's done this kind of walk before in many worse places than here. If anything, he's trying not to get his hopes up when he sets his sight on the boxes.

"I need a few things." That's the only thing he says before starting towards the boxes, moving ahead of Billy. Still working on his pipe dream of conjuring a portal out of here. Still not that interested in becoming demon food.