"I will gladly escort the young lady," Marguerite chimed. "It would not at all do for her to go alone. Though I hope indeed that we do not see anything dead! That would be too dreadful by far!"
She approached the younger vampire, patting her on the shoulder in a comforting, matronly way. As she neared the girl, she rolled her eyes so that only she, Lucy, might see, as though to say, "How absurd this all is!"