As the silence stretched on and their eyes adjusted to the sudden light they were able to see more about what they were looking at. Their hair was sparse, their skin no longer pink and healthy but a muddled grey. They were human, he could tell by their scent. Yet what they had become due to their hardships, disease, and famine, was barely that. Even still, they were not heartless, mindless, nor soulless. This was a dying species doing what it took to survive something they were not meant to survive.<br/><br/>Shenyo spoke softly under his breath. "Slowly." As he began to side-step carefully and quietly towards the broken half of the room, towards the light. Every moment was slow and deliberate as he kept eye contact with them, and they kept eye contact with him. It wasn't clear if they were fearful, curious, or hungry.<br/><br/>As they moved his tail slipped up around her waist to steady her, looping around her hips a couple times snugly. It was certainly a nice feeling, and would have been more enjoyable had the air not been as tense and thick as it was.<br/><br/>The minutes stretched on and they were on the edge of the room, a grassy hill leading down from where they were. It looked like this was a remote farm house of some kind, fields all around them with the burning forest on the horizon. It didn't appear as if the field caught alight, at least not yet, which meant they should have been safe as long as nothing else was after them.<br/><br/>Moving carefully with her, it seemed they would be able to get out of sight without them reacting to their presence more than they already had.