Callisto's eyes were constantly drawn to different things La'Cael'Rah pointed out. It wasn't that anything she'd see would be a surprise, but rather given the standards and operations of the 2nd level, it was like telling someone not to think about the colour red. Anytime he uttered a dismissive cringe or shook his head pointing out the somewhat lacklustre housekeeping, Callisto's eyes were drawn in passing to every little thing he pointed out<em>simply because he was pointing it out.</em><br/><br/>"Shh-!" she ended up breaking the silence of the next gap between his utterances. Her pace stopped... her head darting left... right. The dark chasms around them meant that you relied on sensing an impending danger based on scent or some kind of heightened sense itself.<br/><br/><em>"Can you hear that?"</em>she asked him, her right leg taking a slow step towards him, but her eyes darting from chasm to chasm around them. Her palm protectively placed on his shoulder as though she were concerned he would try and flutter away again. The image of him upside down on the ceiling, while amusing also made it potentially annoying to keep tabs on him without some kind of leash.<br/><br/>(http://mikes-images.com/eps/sac2/images/sac2_mq_147esd.jpg)