“I’d welcome any better suggestions, of course. Have you seen anyone who appears to be an authority?” The people she’s seen in the city don’t really have that sort of air to them. In fact, they haven’t seemed to care about much at all. They’ve been all vacant smiles and bustling about their business, casual, unassuming and oblivious.

“Someone would have to care, wouldn’t they?” she wonders aloud, curious as to his opinion on the matter before she shares too much of her own. No need to darken the night further with ideas of the undead purposefully being part and parcel of whatever machinations may be at play.

A relieved smile on her lips, Chloe gives a nod. “Those creatures clearly underestimated us.” It’s said with the kind of confidence that’s intended to bring a little levity. Create a tiny bit of breathing room. “So it is magic.” The smiles turns a tad embarrassed and self-conscious. “I’m sorry if I seem ignorant. I’m not very well-versed in, well, spells and such. It is fascinating, though.” Apparently Chloe is quite content to fill that breathing room with chat.