Beverly was not expecting the show of powers from Tia and very much relied on the tug the child gave her hand to get her moving. She heard her name whispered behind them, a low growl of warning because she was taking Pennywise's plaything. Fear threatened to creep up her spine--fear of the child's abilities and of the balloons--but she was determined to keep this girl safe, and her instincts told her Tia was good.
The lock on the door wouldn't keep It out, but the echoing click made Bev feel better. "They're Its balloons. They look nice enough, but he uses them to hurt people." She looked down at the girl as they rounded the landing for the third floor. "I don't want to scare you with the details." She heard her name again, but reminded herself that it wasn't real. "My apartment is on the next floor," she said. "I can take you there and we can contact your guardians, or you can stay with me for the night?" She was giving Tia a choice to keep them both focused and thinking about what was in front of them instead of behind.