"There's always a way out,." she agrees with a nod. Though, if pressed she would admit that she's thinking that the way out might be in a body bag.

Following after him, her eyes watch the halls, clearly wary of something. Her head is twitchy with the idea of the things that are lurking, the monsters outside. She knows they're coming, knows they're hoping to find them, she just doesn't know what to do about it.

"Gotta keep quiet." she says softly. "Or they might find us."