Venus laughs and starts walking, hoping Damian will walk with her. It's human instinct to herd together, to hover around other people who don't appear to be a threat when the unknown is pressing in. She doesn't trust him, but she doesn't mind taking the front and letting him stay safe at her back, with an open target.

"Spared him getting eaten or having some loser come by with a sharpie and doodle mustaches all over him." She giggles and covers her mouth with her fingertips. "If I weren't a classy lady I'd do that to these corpses."