What more could Val want? The unknown was laid before him, drawing him in. What happened? Where did he go? What would he do? None of these came to his mind. He walked forward, quickly observing the area around him. What could possibly go wrong? Nothing. Nothing could go wrong. "Don't you love the unknown, Zelkak?" He smiled faintly as he looked down at his sword. "Of course you do."
What could there be to explore? "Oh... I didn't realize how hungry I was." Val could feel his stomach grumbling. "What do ya' say we go look for something?" He walked off looking for food. He must've looked stupid looking for food like it was a common thing in these parts.
"What do you mean? Of course, I know what I'm doing." He stared down at his sword once more, shaking his head playfully. "Well... Maybe you are right. It does seem like it could go on forever." Galthur rubbed his stomach impatiently. "But-" He stopped abruptly. "Alright alright. Stop yapping into my ear." Val muttered quietly as he turned around.
He had no intention of leaving anytime soon. If he did leave, he probably got tired of looking for food in the impossible.