This was her meeting spot. She was no stranger to hiking, but trying to carry luggage through this sort of outsdoorsy muck was not exactly her preferred pasttime. Grumbling a little as her case's wheel caught on something [i]again[/i], she would resign herself to lifting it up and over absolutely every obstacle that came to their path. At one point she even had a bramble seemingly move on its own to wrap around her ankle, tearing out enough of her skin to cause pricks of blood to rise to the surface. By the time that they had reached the house, she felt the dire need for another cigarette, the amount of damage she had already done to her lungs tonight be damned.

"All ready for what." She said, although despite the phrasing it hardly sounded like a question. Looking at the chalet, she felt her skin start to crawl. Someone was watching them. Someone? Something? One of the two. Her eyes scoured the windows of the house, and she felt for a moment as if the house itself was staring back at her, but that was impossible. She would grit her teeth and turn to the man, introducing herslef as she did so. "Siobhan, wondering what's going on... Although no doubt you knew the former and could guess that I was doing the latter."