Relief and gratitude mingled in Vanessa's chest, along with something else. Something best left until later to explore. She got out of the car and locked it up before handing Yves the key. She did not reiterate her thanks, but they were there in her eyes all the same.

Before they hardened as she turned towards the warehouse. The creatures had not seemed to want to harm her, but Yves was another matter. "I think that I might be able to walk through the front door," she said, glancing at him. He could accompany her, of course, but she might serve as a great distraction if he wanted to try sneaking in another way.