Nora's assurance was a welcoming sensation. And he took that time to admire her continued persistance. If it were anyone else, he might as well had perished. There was no mistaking how invaluable she became to him. She was now a part of him, and him a part of her. They were in lock-step. And her rather playful teasing was enough to cool any real doubt from his mind. She was like an antidote to a mental sickness plaguing his frontal cortex.
"Yeah.. I suppose we do, don't we?" He gave a small smile and rolled his eyes. "But good to know you have an idea." His small smile grew into a smirk as his playful demeanor came forth with a bit of a sparkle.
"And while we have this time," he came close to Nora but did not connect, "What of that thing the Giantess gave you? I've been thinking about it. It's...innocuous at first, but if I stare at it for too long my eyes get..fuzzy. I don't know what's causing that." He rested back in his place and glanced over at where she had placed the object.
He did not move, and instead remained still. Her energy was coursing through his, intertwining like ribbons. He did not wish to disturb what was delicately made, and thus only really thought about their few series of steps. Since this beast, these eyes in the dark, attack via hallways, they would need to keep their time there short; crossing room to room. Yes. This was a suitable plan, but the dogmen became a quick outlier.
He didn't feel multiple sets of eyes. He only felt one. Where did those dogmen go? Were they subsumed, and conjoined to make the creature stronger? Or do they have a different part to play in this hunt? He didn't know, and the fact that he didn't know really irked him. His face scrunched at the idea that the dogmen operate differently than the watcher.