She looked down when she noticed his hair out of the corner of her eye - and hoped that she hadn't been stepping on it (even though part of her actually didn't really think he'd notice if she was fast enough). His quiet steps made hers just seem that much louder, and suddenly, she was really self-conscious. But it was way too late for regrets now; she'd made the choice to follow him down there. Her only hope was that she wouldn't give the wrong answer to one of his questions and end up barely making it back. Her eyes narrow as she thinks.

"I'm... not sure. I don't think you'd ask if you were just a regular guy - I mean, human, I guess - but other that? I don't know."