[Will nods seriously, because there'll be time enough to discuss what, exactly, his weird glowy blood does when they aren't about to be eaten. He winces at her harming herself, almost reaching out to stop her -- but no, she knows what she's doing. She usually does.
The snarling monster recoils at the sight of the greenish blood, teeth bared, snarling wildly, but clearly unwilling to get any closer to the pair when Lucille has a palmful of the blood. It paces and growls, but doesn't make any move to attack.
Still, Will doesn't let down his guard, even though his scratched-up arms are trembling wtih exhaustion. He's not used to carrying and wielding a weapon anymore. He takes a step towards the gate, watching the monster warily. It doesn't lunge, doesn't do anything but growl.]
cw: blood~~~~
The snarling monster recoils at the sight of the greenish blood, teeth bared, snarling wildly, but clearly unwilling to get any closer to the pair when Lucille has a palmful of the blood. It paces and growls, but doesn't make any move to attack.
Still, Will doesn't let down his guard, even though his scratched-up arms are trembling wtih exhaustion. He's not used to carrying and wielding a weapon anymore. He takes a step towards the gate, watching the monster warily. It doesn't lunge, doesn't do anything but growl.]
I think it...isn't going to try to get us.