[ Trucy blinks a few times when he reacts. Her eyes never leave him as he moves about the room to break chair to make a more suitable weapon, and when he takes her hand she grips it tightly, because she's certainly not going to let it go unless they absolutely have to. The last thing they need is to get separated -- these creepy labs are a lot bigger and more detailed than she'd originally thought they'd be.

At the very least, they could have been provided with a map or something, but no.

As they make their way to the door, she leans down and a heavy book in her free hand. It's a heavy book, one that may not be the best combat weapon but it'll do if push comes to shove. Her hand tightens around Apollo's, because really, this is pretty scary. ]

Well, it's not worth your safety either, Polly, not just mine. Do... do you remember the way out? There were so many twists and turns...

[ She peers around his arm and down the hallway of ominously flickering lights. She can hear shuffling, though, and it makes her smile fall for a moment. She's not sure how many of these things are there, but maybe if they're quiet enough, they can just sneak past. ]

...Are you gonna be okay with this, Polly? [ Her gaze moves from the hallway back up to him, curious blue eyes clearly showing her concern for him. ]