"C'mon," not releasing her arm, Hansel started in the direction of the Ratcatcher Inn, figuring it was far more like somewhere they'd be used to. If it turned out to be another crazy nut hole with ghosts, they'd leave and he may or may not blow a hole in the wall to do so. "You okay? You hurt?" He knew she was panicking, which was why he had to keep a tighter reign on his own discomfort with this place.
If they both had their freak outs at the same time they'd get nothing done, they'd likely just end up dead. So he'd shoulder her through hers and then later put his fist through something.
"We'll find a place in here, figure out this map and see what we can do." Maybe the notes on the back of it could help too.