Simon eagerly nodded at Shiloh. "Y-yes! That room will provide a most useful escape passage when things go awry!" Simon smiled a bit, though he firmly kept both of his hands on the white flag, "Yes that room would provide ample light, so window boxes would go well there." Simon paused for a moment before staring at Shiloh, "Y-you..." He quivered a bit as he involuntarily flinched, "C-check the bed for the monsters! They thrive in the darkness under the bed. If you do not check, they are sure to open a portal from their world to take you down!" Simon felt his legs wobble as a cold sweat went down his brow.

"T-they'll cook you in a soup! And they'll chew on your bones like a feral dog! Ah, uhm." Simon tightened his grip on his white flag as he looked down and sneezed, as large globbels of mucus flew down to the floor, mixing with the spit and landing with an incredibly small wet and gushy plop. Simon glanced around the area as he mumbled to himself, "Ah, e-err uh, excuse me." Simon returned his glance to Shiloh as he spoke again, "W-we should probably head to the room now, Er uhm I suppose."