[Even once they're inside the building, Siouxsie's still attached to his back like she's been glued there - her face buried in his shirt to keep it hidden from any would-be soul stealers or face eaters or... whatever the hell those things are.
It's not until he stops that she finally chances a look over his shoulder, breathing out an audible sigh of relief at the sight of a darkened, empty, boarded up building - no one but her and Samhaine to worry about. No monsters. As far as they know, anyway.
But she pulls away finally, crossing her arms in front of her stomach like she hadn't been scared at all, before giving the empty building a look over.]
... Wow. Some place you found, No Face. Smells like dust and death. Kinda like home, actually!
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[Even once they're inside the building, Siouxsie's still attached to his back like she's been glued there - her face buried in his shirt to keep it hidden from any would-be soul stealers or face eaters or... whatever the hell those things are.
It's not until he stops that she finally chances a look over his shoulder, breathing out an audible sigh of relief at the sight of a darkened, empty, boarded up building - no one but her and Samhaine to worry about. No monsters.
As far as they know, anyway.
But she pulls away finally, crossing her arms in front of her stomach like she hadn't been scared at all, before giving the empty building a look over.]
... Wow. Some place you found, No Face. Smells like dust and death.
Kinda like home, actually!