[She might have more to be afraid of if he seemed to hold any real interest in her whatsoever. But when she irritably demands more out of him, he capitulates, never slowing as they move down into what appears to actually be a darkly lit tunnel]

The dead can say a great deal.

[It doesn't really seem to stop him though.]

As I said, I work for an organization that tends to do what it can for those who find themselves displaced from their world. The Knights of the Silver Dragon.