Nanami had kept her distance on the bridge so as to not put too much strain on one point, she'd learned that one the hard way once, but as soon as Bakura was safely across she moved with a little more haste until she was safely on the other side. On closer inspection this 'porch', if you could call it one, was a little more volatile than the last. Branches had pushed up through many of the cracks and crevasses causing the wood holding the building up to splinter in areas.

Nanami wasn't exactly sure-footed and she was hesitant about entering the house first but as one who always felt she had something to prove, she took up the challenge and pushed forward with more caution this time. Unlike Bakura, Nanami’s didn’t have great instincts and those she had were driven by emotion, so her concern was mainly over the building structure itself almost as if she’d forgotten that there was a high possibility kishin eggs were in the area. The floor creaked under her as she moved inside. It had started growing darker, not to mention how much thicker the foliage was as they had been heading farther into the forested area, it might be time to pull out a flashlight. As she turned back to ask Bakura to get his out she thought she might have seen something move out of the corner of her eye and she froze.