He let out a little sigh, before withdrawing the offer of his hand and giving her a slight smile. 'To be honest I didn't expect any different, but I always like to ask all the same. Maybe some day someone will listen to my wise words of advice... But then again if they did, it'd probably just go straight to my head'.<br/><br/>Daniel moved the bag strap a little way up his shoulder - the weight of the assorted supernatural paraphernalia threatening to drag it off of his shoulder and down to the floor under the cruel grip of Mistress Gravity, the strap rubbing against his shoulder rather uncomfortably. 'Do me a favour and keep the door shut ok? And please, no matter what you hear, do not leave this room unless its to leave the house entirely. Things will most likely get a lot more weird once I get upstairs...'<br/><br/>With that he made his way out of the room and into the corridor, a little shiver running down his spine at the sight of the dolls once more, watching him impassively from their perches. Not for the first time he felt his fingers slide back into the sports bag and squeeze the stock of the shotgun, contemplating blasting the horrid little things in the face - then realising it probably wouldn't win him any friends with the human inhabitants of the house if he did so.<br/><br/>He made his way up the stairs in silence, floorboards creaking every now and then underfoot as he made his way up to the landing following the woman's directions, turning left towards the first door that he came across. 'Here goes nothing...' he said taking a deep breath, grasping the handle and pushing open the door to the room.