Jamie re-sheathes his knife, then reaches up to grab the torch. He is also hoping it will stay lit - he'd really rather not have to try and navigate some strange tunnel by feel.

"Aye, well, I'd like to wake up now." He pauses for a moment, then looks down at himself and sighs heavily. Nope. Still here. "Och, I was hoping that would work. C'mon, Sheik. Let's go."

Sword in one hand, torch in the other, he steps into the tunnel and to whatever awaits them.