[The bottle is caught in one hand without a single glance directed to it. Her expression indeed says it all. Tahno can hardly bear to watch the sad flame flicker out of a dismal existence and casts his gaze downward soon after. The look on his face closely mirrors hers and if she were to guess that it told the same story, she wouldn't be wrong.

He deliberates for a brief eternity on what to say but nothing remotely helpful comes to mind. Finally, he speaks just to break the silence.]

Hey. Let's find some way to go. And it's gotta be a way neither of us came from, because the chick who was following me? Wasn't pretty.