She never had reason to think he'd refuse, and she's still got a hold on him as she darts towards the exit. Her quick steps drag them around one lumbering clown without pause, then another, and she ducks through the archway with every muscle in her legs protesting how fast she's moving.

It doesn't take her long to realise that they aren't being followed out. She swallows and breathes hard, turning on her heel and taking a few steps back.

"Wh... Where are we?"