At his okay, she reached out to gently put her hands over his fists, giving a little shove into them, as she nudged them towards his door; she knew mortals reacted a little better when there was touch to go along with a mental motion like that. She needed him as calm as she could get, as long as she could get.
Soon they were left standing in front of the door he had mentioned, Delirium glancing up to take in the full height of it from her shortened stature. Deciding that wouldn't do, she held her breath and drawing herself up a taller height, shoulders back to present a more confident image than she felt.
With a small sigh, she approached the door, setting a hand on the handle. Immediately, her face fell, although she recovered her soft smile quickly. "Okay. We... can go." The hesitance was probably not a good sign, but he had to believe she wouldn't lead him somewhere she thought to be dangerous.