The bunny squirmed a bit looking around as they made their way down as the dark room only managed to creep her out. With the aid of the light, that feeling only grew worst as she bit her bottom lip a bit timid. It seemed like it was just the kind of place people often told in horror stories to make everyone job, and the poor girl was so bad when it came to those things. As if on queue a light squeak escaped her lips as she jumped and grabbed the tattooed lady in front of her out of pure instinct. She squeezed her body tight against her as she buried her face a bit as if to hide herself. Her innocent expression returned as she peeked her head out a bit shamefully as she seemed to catch on her own paranoia having caught on creating things out of shadows. She shyly shuffled back from the woman as she toyed with her fingers nervously feeling a bit bashful about it.