[If he kept his wits about him, he would've remembered he can deal with this thing. In a bit of a bloody way, yes, but it took him so much by surprise the thought never crossed him.

He stiffens when he hears another's voice, ready to reach for his sword; it won't be of much use fighting her whilst blinded like this but it's a defense. It remains sheathed for the moment.]

I didn't expect the mushroom to explode. Mushrooms usually don't explode. [His reach out for the tree trunk ends with success and he leans against it, starting to rummage around his pockets to find a knife or a dagger.]

And no, I can't. But I think I can deal with it in a moment.