G: *She closes the portal and releases his hand to hook it on his elbow. Softly, she begins to usher him out of the room, ignoring the bedroom and entering into the halls. Glancing up and down for anyone, she nods.* When you do know, be sure to let me know.
M1: *He hooks his arm securely around her hand and follows her out, still staring into nothing almost listlessly.* [PM: Something isn’t right. My Ba—] *He cuts off as he trips over some glass and rubble from one of the busted in windows.*