[Onni's half-smile quirks up just a little more at one corner when Brook says that. Dressed in a skirt with those pigtails and those boots, it presents a pretty amusing picture, one that even Onni can't ignore the humour of.]
They will.
[Thankfully, as they make their way through the rest of the first floor, there's not much more to startle them. Onni has, at least, gotten used to the moving mannequins, and doesn't startle immediately as soon they pop out at him, though he does still poke them with his spear to make sure they make that hollow plastic sound. It's not too long before they make their way to the stairs and start to go up them.
As soon as they're on the second floor, Onni feels the hairs stand up on the back of his neck, and he can hear the voices, garbled, messed up voices that remind him of trolls. Reaching out, already feeling a little dizzy, he catches at the slack of Brook's sleeve to try to stop him just moving forward.]
Maybe I should lead here.
[His voice sounds serious now, no attempt at joking or teasing.]
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They will.
[Thankfully, as they make their way through the rest of the first floor, there's not much more to startle them. Onni has, at least, gotten used to the moving mannequins, and doesn't startle immediately as soon they pop out at him, though he does still poke them with his spear to make sure they make that hollow plastic sound. It's not too long before they make their way to the stairs and start to go up them.
As soon as they're on the second floor, Onni feels the hairs stand up on the back of his neck, and he can hear the voices, garbled, messed up voices that remind him of trolls. Reaching out, already feeling a little dizzy, he catches at the slack of Brook's sleeve to try to stop him just moving forward.]
Maybe I should lead here.
[His voice sounds serious now, no attempt at joking or teasing.]
I can hear them.