She's on edge. That's okay. They were too, and would be still, in her place. The first time down here had been harrowing, and that was only after some measure of trust had been ascertained between themself and the monsters, themself and the voice that guided them, even if they hadn't always thought of them nicely. Not even then.

Not all that fair, even then. Never really were.

"They like food." They nod a quiet confirmation. Would try for a smile, but it'd look false and forced, and weird. "This is my...this is where I come from."

Not their home. Anymore.