[ it's something that she appreciates about him, that he knows when to push and when not to, just as she does for him. they are both works in progress in their own ways, and he knows when to respect her boundaries, and she his. the knot of anxiety in her belly begins to loosen a little, and with a soft exhale alisaie threads her fingers through his own. ]

I don't know.

[ she says honestly, her gaze flickering back toward the hallway that had led to that terrible door. even this far from it, the feeling still lingers like a sticky film she can't rub away. ]

Whether or not it is a way out, it is no doubt an important key to unlocking the mysteries of this place, and what has become of its peoples.