Ryann had to take a few more steps forward to properly shake the man’s hand, hoping then that her numb fingers would follow what her mind was telling them. They did, but not without trembling frightfully from the cold; it was a good thing it was a handshake being asked for, she noted with good humor. The taller man introduced himself as Dimitri, and then the man behind him as Herbert. 

“I’m Ryann. It’s nice to meet you both.” She chirped happily, returning a much more enthusiastic wave towards Herbert. Her eyes then caught the tiny skeleton creature now bobbing on Herbert’s shoulder. It looked like something that would live naturally in Limbo, and for brief moment, she felt reassured that this was indeed Limbo. She waited a moment to see if either men would introduce the little guy, but neither did, and before she could ask, she was startled by Dimitri tugging at one of her feathers. It didn’t hurt any, but the sudden interest in her wings stole her attention quickly.

“Oh! Um, there’s no glue.” she answered by unfurling her wings just enough to prove that they were in fact actual appendages and not false limbs. “Only flesh and feathers.” Her voice held a light sort of humor while she explained, familiar with these sorts of questions. She didn’t extend them as fully as she would have though, thanks to the blistering cold that now scraped against her back. After another short moment, she hurried to furl them up tightly again.

The redhead’s eyes followed along with Dimitri’s while he explained their situation, and for a moment, she felt the knot in her stomach return. He hadn’t given any explanation to the blood and gore that waited inside, only that it was there and that somewhere near there, was the shelter they were looking for. Ryann could feel her heartbeat speed up a bit, but she ignored it and focused on how cold she was instead. 

“I’d like to accept that offer, if it’s not too much trouble” she replied, trying her best to smile confidently, but doing little more than raising the edges of her lips nervously. She blamed the cold and earlier mention of gore, and silently waited for one of them to begin leading.