Thoughtfully, the young woman nodded as she gazed at the giant bloody man before looking at the doors cautiously. Listening softly for any of those dreadful moans, seeming to haunt and terrorize this place to what seemed like ages to go. It sounded safe to go, but she was still fearful that these creatures could just possibly be intelligent enough to be quiet and draw out survivors. Still, she had to at least try to find whoever may remain. After all, a survivor could be just a young child. Who could be hiding, alone, scared and wondering where their mother may be. Or even worse, witnessed her demise. This man, terrifying as he was, was willing to protect her, and even search for any survivors that could have survived this disaster. For that, she was thankful and was given some confidence.
"...thank you kind sir.. I do not think I could make it on my own so I am thankful for your help. I may be scared.. But I fear for others who may be in even worse conditions... We should be off.. I am ready." Andraste said softly as she walked up to stand beside him in front of the large door, taking a final glance toward the Goddess. Hoping that she would grant them a safe journey. Lightly, she pried the door open, staring into the darkened steps. With a deep breath, the sister started to walk along the steps cautiously, making sure to keep them silent and careful not to slip on her robes. After walking a few heartbeats, she decided to at least get a name from the man.
"If I may ask kind sir... What is my savior's name? I am Andraste... It is nice to meet you, though I wished we could have met on better.. Circumstances.." she said softly, as her blue eyes softly glanced toward him.