[She nods, grabbing hold of the banister as they head upwards.]
Let's hope they have their heads on straight, then.
[They reach the top of the stairs fairly quickly, and Blake looks both ways down the corridor in front of them before deciding to turn left, trusting Dwyer to follow. There's a door ahead of them that's been left ajar, and she pauses just outside of it to listen closely for movement before she gently prods it open. It swings to give way for them to pass through with a creak, and she presses her lips together for a brief moment when she sees what the room beyond looks like.
If he'd thought the dining hall had been bad, then the state of disarray this room is in might just give him palpitations.]
I'll warn you— it's not pretty in here. Think you can handle it?
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Let's hope they have their heads on straight, then.
[They reach the top of the stairs fairly quickly, and Blake looks both ways down the corridor in front of them before deciding to turn left, trusting Dwyer to follow. There's a door ahead of them that's been left ajar, and she pauses just outside of it to listen closely for movement before she gently prods it open. It swings to give way for them to pass through with a creak, and she presses her lips together for a brief moment when she sees what the room beyond looks like.
If he'd thought the dining hall had been bad, then the state of disarray this room is in might just give him palpitations.]
I'll warn you— it's not pretty in here. Think you can handle it?