Vara understod his perspective, even if something inside her tugged at her.  Something had changed within her and she was not sure what the catalyst had been.  She probably would have held a similar opinion weeks ago, but now...It felt like there was more weight on the scales.  Vara offered him a pleading look and took a step toward the noise, and then another.  She got about five feet from the door before the tone of the sound began to change.  It shifted from a soft whine, to something more...satisfied.  Vara took a step back and the whimper emerged again.<br/><br/>She looked back over her shoulder at Geraint and continued to back up toward him.  The capabilities of the things down here became suddenly clear to her.  Just like in the wild, some predators chased to kill, others laid elaborate traps.  Whatever was down in that room, it wanted to lure her in.  It had probably lured others in.  Vara fell back in line behind Geraint, looking a bit guilty for following her impulse.  The whimper continued, getting slightly more urgent as they got further away.<br/><br/>It was easy to imagine that a human might hear that noise and get closer and closer until it was too late.  They would not have been able to hear the change of tone like Vara did.  Predators recognized predators.  “We could have killed it...” She whispered, it was a choice that likely would have saved others from the same mistake she was about to make, but perhaps Geraint was right.  They were meat.  Meat fed on meat.  Whatever that thing was, it had to eat to live.  Still, it did not sit quite right in her stomach that it prayed on compassion to feast on the soft-hearted.<br/><br/>“Where exactly are we headed down here?  Do you know a spot we can hole up?”