Lily offered another small smile as he answered her question, he was obviously still preoccupied with the door. But at least he wasn’t repeating reassurances to her under the guise of calming her when it was more for himself.

“Orange, it catches your attention no matter the shade.” Lily replied casually. Though the impending danger from outside did set her a little on edge, if both of them were blubbering messes then it would spell the end for the both of them.

“Hm, what about your favourite season?” She leaned back on one arm, attempting to appear relaxed. “I like autumn, orange is everywhere then.” Lily gave a small laugh, forcing her eyes not to side over towards the door and its makeshift barricade.

The god was contemplating what Xevon was muttering about, he remained still until the man had finished his spiel. He rarely saw a point in being anything but his true form, though this irritating little creature did raise a good point. Though, he was still far from trusting Xevon with any secrets, he hadn’t proven he didn’t truly care about the people on the floor below. Simply harsh words.

“First things first, I have no proof you’re not here spewing trickery. You’re not going to get any information without some kind of proof that you have split from them. Especially Callisto, I have seen you two together so I will need convincing that you’re changed your mind overnight.” The god turned, beginning to head back down the hallway from where he had come from.

“I will take your thoughts into consideration. If she desires a suitor more akin to her own form, then she will receive it, I suppose.” It really did not bother him, if it meant killing people with flimsy human hands then so be it. Perhaps it would even be easier to coax her to him, within vicinity and eye line to be able to activate that pretty little ring on her finger.

Lily tipped her head to one side, this wasn’t working as well as she had hoped. He was still frantically moving his hands around and stumbling over his words. Well, it was worth a shot. Though what he said was interesting, it seemed they came from different places, at least geographically. Which…made no sense in her head. How were they at the same place to be sent here together? Then she heard Xevon but was more distracted by Finn’s panic.

She flicked her head over, expecting to see the creature as well as Xevon but it was only the man. Her shoulders relaxed at the sight, following his gesture to the barricade at the door. He didn’t seem to think it was necessary.

“We thought it was coming back here. We heard it upstairs.” She offered, using the wall to pull herself up to her feet. “But it looks like he’s not?” Lily inquired cautiously, what Xevon had been doing up there she didn’t know. Yet, she did find it odd he didn’t have a single scratch on him. For a moment, her scrutiny came through in her eyes before she corrected herself.

Callisto had been aimlessly pacing for a minute, waiting. He felt slightly better, the healing hole in his ribcage was now more painful than his head and throat. So at least that was something. Extremely painful but short lived. Noted.

He paused in his tracks as he heard a familiar muffled voice from the next room over. He twisted his head around to look at the wall. Xevon was there. A small wave of relief came over him, relief that his friend hadn’t gotten into another fight up there.

Callisto approached the wall, taking a second to compose himself before he drifted through. He refused to be a babbling pitiful mess for longer than what he already had displayed. As he came through the wall, he blinked slowly at the astute lack of furnishings. Then he located them, behind Xevon and he cocked his head in question. Only just catching the end of Lily’s voice.

Lily furrowed her brows at the term nutwads. It wasn’t exactly her idea to be going after the god, but she wasn’t going to let Finn go prancing off on his own to go and do it. He’d be mauled. She let out a small hum of acknowledgement to what he had told to god. At least she wouldn’t be scared out of her skin, at least hopefully not.

Callisto blinked slowly again as he looked at Xevon, he gave the smallest of shrugs. “Better than before.” He quipped before drifting further into the room, he was a tad embarrassed by his own actions from before. Not that he blamed himself, it was extremely painful.

“You could use the daggers, but will it work? I have no clue.” Callisto answered, taking a moment to look over Lily who was staring at him once again. Her eyes were glowing with that vague recognition again and he didn’t like it. “That or your teeth can crack it in two.” He added on idly, twisting his body back around to drift to Xevon’s side. Facing the barricade, he glanced over it.

“You do know he cannot go through locked doors, correct? Why move all of the furniture?” Callisto asked a little sceptically, leaning his head to look directly at Finn. “No matter, I suppose.” Callisto quickly decided he didn’t care enough to hear the answer, lifting a hand and waving it in dismissal.

Lily offered the pale haired man a sharp look before returning her attention to Xevon who seemed to be the friendlier one at the moment, unexpectedly. “Should we go for the lantern first or find this mystical door you two keep talking about? In case things go wrong, we know where to run to?” She would try her best to help Finn in killing this creature but if things went south she wanted to get them both out of there as soon as humanly possible.

Lily winced slightly as she heard Finn, she took a small peek over her shoulder to observe him. He looked okay enough, not like he was going to fly off the handle like before. He was just exasperated with the two ghosts. Her attention was quickly returned to Xevon though as he spoke, she scrunched up her nose a little before letting out a sigh. She supposed he was right, the damn thing could move. So either way, they’d be running or dying. That and Xevon made the brilliant point that the door is the smarter option but it looked like the decision had already been made.

Callisto lifted a hand and pushed back his hair, the fluffy mop didn’t stay where he had put it and it fell back down almost exactly where it had been before. If they wanted to go up and find the lantern, that meant Xevon and himself were going to have to lure the god away or just fight again and drag it out as long as they could.

“So, what are you going to do?” He cocked his head. He just wanted an answer, if they needed to fight then he was going to have to suck it up and ignore the dull pain in his chest and head. He gave Xevon a small glance, running his eyes over his body to determine if the man had been up to no good, but it seemed as though he was okay.

Lily crossed her arms across her chest and looked over towards Finntello, raising an eyebrow in question. “Are we going up there?” She asked lightly, trying not to let the heaviness of the question make her shoulders droop. If they were going up there, very quickly things would become a lot more dangerous and a lot more real. Until now, she had just been flitting about from room to room. Going up to this things lair seemed far more intimidating, but she forced her face to remain confident.

Callisto slowly brought his eyes round to look at Finn as he spoke, narrowing them as he went on. At least one thing he said was correct, lions are far cooler than wings.

“I have not been up there. I have no clue what he has up there. Probably hoards of bones, including mine.” He commented flippantly, turning around to look back at the barricade. It was an impressive barricade but totally useless.

Lily started and lifted her hand with the ring on it, shooting Finn a pointed look. She had told him that before, with a little bit of satisfaction she slipped it off of her middle finger and held it out towards him.

“Here you go.” She gave him a small smile. “We can go look for anything else useful.” Lily attempted to counteract the dismissal of Callisto with her own encouragement. The spiteful old man was just annoyed because he was in pain. “I’m sure there’s something we can use.”

Callisto kissed his teeth and looked over towards Xevon. “You have been up there, is there anything useful they can find? Or will it be a pointless search?” Despite his walls being back up, he did keep his eyes softer as he looked to his companion. Not so sharp a gaze that he directed towards the living, they just said stupid things sometimes. Xevon may do stupid things, but he’d grown on him significantly. When he first arrived, Callisto actively avoided him which is probably why his duo didn’t make it out alive. Instead he was left to rot in that room.