"Don't worry. Careful's my middle name," she calls back over her shoulder. Because NOT joking would probably worry him more than acting like she's not taking any of this seriously.

Even though she is, as much as one can in a dream.

She follows the chain towards the shadows, smile fading into a line once she's got her back turned on the trapped Homunculus back on the cliffside.

What the hell are those dark things?

Are those BABIES?

What the fuck.