Well that was less than appealing. As a child brought up in an Orthodox church, she'd known all about Hell. It was finding out about demons that was weird. They weren't supposed to exist. For all she knew, neither was hell.
But she wasn't going to sit and whine at someone she'd just met. She had more class than that, no matter what some might think. Tilting her chin a bit, Florence shook her head. There was a lot she needed to think about and she couldn't do it with him there. Kind as he'd been, he was still a stranger and he still looked alarmingly like the last person she wanted to see. "No, thank you, again. I appreciate the help." She looked anxiously towards what was apparently her new home before turning back to Roger. "I'd say it was nice to meet you, but it was actually a little disturbing," she admitted with a chuckle.