Gretel looked at her twin, sighed, and swept the beings- whatever they were- in their general vicinity with all the optimism of a gravedigger.
"Not really."
Unfortunately, it was probably the only way they were going to get anywhere with this place, and the faster they could leave, the fucking better. "Hey- s'cuse me..." She picked one as he lumbered by, dressed in a long open coat that had at one point been white. The hand not lingering on her knife reached out to touch the side of his arm.