Miranda looked down at herself before raising her eyes back to him. "Some of it," she said. "There are a lot of people trapped in this. Everyone's scared and angry and confused. I saw-" she looked back over her shoulder, remembering the dead man she'd come across, wondering how many other bodies might have lain just feet away from her and she'd never even known.
She let the thought go. Leave it here in the shadows. Another scream somewhere in the darkness and Miranda flinched. "Please get me out of here," she nodded quickly. And then, without asking, she took his hand, squeezing tightly. If she lost Phantasos in the darkness she'd never find him again and he'd leave her here.