Ronnie was on patrol. Because he was on patrol, he had a flashlight. A very big flashlight. Smiling slightly and not letting the dark get to him he walked around, doing as he was told and helping people get to their rooms.
Walking through F deck he went towards the stairs, pausing when he saw movement. "Hello?" he called, seeing long hair and shining his flashlight up, though not on the face. "Miss? Are you alright?"
He hurried forward. Stairs weren't good to negotiate alone and with no light.