Hook and Mercy, sometime later...
Her mouth was open to answer when the word "duck!" hit her ears. She dropped quick as she could, making herself as small as possible. Okay, no, this hotel was not doing it for her. She needed out and she was pretty sure she needed out fast. Otherwise, she was toast.
"I--well, no, I live outside the hotel," she said, straightening up but not quite to her full height. She sniffed a little, and then immediately regretted it. That awful rotten scent was still there in the worst sort of way. "But I come back sometimes." No reason needed, she decided. Perfectly normal behaviour. Really. So she forged on ahead to add, "Think that's about to change, though."
"What about--" She cut off short, dodging back toward him, out of the way of a flying--what was that, doorknob? "You," she finished. "What about you."