Easier said then done, but the fact that he was attempting to encourage her helped. She steeled her resolve a little and stiffened her lip nodding.

"Right...I can do this. I once drank poisoned water and hallucinated for like...weeks in an arena and still made it...I can...I can ignore the whispering." She agreed, mostly trying to reassure herself along with him.

As if on cue, the sound of the doors being pushed open back in the front of the shop froze her in place. Her eyes darted to him for confirmation that it wasn't more trickery. He had heard that right? That was a real sound?

It was followed by more noises as heavy feet dragged on the tile floor and knocked over a stand full of scented tree shaped air fresheners.

They were not alone.

Would they investigate the sound, or try to escape?