I think you can, now, for a moment anyway. Did you see what they had? Those weren't demon parts in their bleeding hands, they were human. I think they're mining for human corpses.

*Wesley stares after the retreating shades for a moment, thoroughly distracted now from his foray into depression. He turns back to the wall and runs his hand up and down the surface, intrigued.*

Nice masquerade, by the way, *he murmurs, but he's only half paying attention to Snape. He begins experimentally scraping at the cave wall.*