Arabella gave a slight smile to Harper’s response to her words. She had to agree that this case had turned out to be a two-hunter job. Which was a surprise to her. She never thought a case involving a few ghosts would have required two people to get the job done. But being in this line of work for as long as she had, she should have known it was bound to happen. Then again, who could have prepared themselves for ghosts being such a pain in the ass like these? She watched Harper lean against one of the unbroken display cases, her attention being perked as she heard the woman hiss in pain. Her eyes followed Harper’s to her side to the shard of glass poking through her shirt. With how much the two of them were thrown around, it wasn’t a surprise that one of them would have something lodged into their bodies from it. Arabella almost laughed at how annoyed Harper seemed to be over it. [i]Must be a new shirt.[/i] she thought to herself. 

Her eyes came back up to Harper’s face at her question and she gave a light laugh as she brushed some hair from her face. “You know, for the first time in a while, I didn’t stop to get a room before coming here. After going through the tour earlier, I ended up going and camping out at the park and going over everything I had gathered.” she admitted. “But I had thought about staying at The Golding after the ghosts were taken care of.” It was true, she had completely forgotten to go and reserve a room before doing anything involving the case they had just taken care of. This wasn’t like her in the slightest, but she also hadn’t wanted to lock herself in a room and pour herself over her research while she waited. She had needed the fresh air even if she had arrived on her motorcycle. 

“If you need help with that, or making sure you don’t have any more glass in you. I could lend a hand.” she offered. She then tucked her lighter back into her jacket pocket as she looked over at Harper. She then looked around at the mess in the room they were in, it wasn’t too bad, mostly glass, which made it look like a robbery happened. She knew the basement looked far worse than this room did, thanks to her being thrown around like a ragdoll by Rayden and Catherine. Arabella began to wonder if it was even worth it to even try to clean up after everything. She took a deep breath to sigh and instantly regretted it, as pain shot through her right side, causing her to wince. Looking down, she moved her jacket to the side and saw a good-sized piece of wood protruding through her shirt. 

Walking over to a mirror that was in the room, she turned sideways to get a better look to see just how bad it was. The shard of wood had gone through the back of her jacket, pinning it to her body. She reached around and felt around, feeling some of it protruding from her jacket. “Damn….. Looks like those stairs had some bite after all.” she complained. “This is my favorite jacket too. At least it feels like it’s not life-threatening.” she added mostly to herself. She then turned back to Harper as she let her jacket fall back into place. “Looks like we’ll both have something to take care of when we get to the motel.” she laughed softly.