Cordelia hummed softly as she made her way through the dimly lit halls of the mansion, peeking around corners and listening carefully for any signs of danger. “Hello?” She called out tentatively, hoping to find another human being. “Is there anyone here? I could really use some help…” Her footsteps echoed as she continued her search, eventually spotting a faint light. Cautiously approaching, she found Anon. Relief flooded her veins. “Oh thank goodness,” she breathed, placing a hand on their shoulder. “I thought I was alone.” She looked them up and down. “You don’t happen to have any weapons? These halls can be quite dangerous.” Cordelia said with a soft chuckle, gently patting Anon’s shoulder.