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West nodded. "Mmm hmm. It'd better know th'way out." He spared one last glance at the strange wall full of baskets before he started down the path the hellhunter had taken. Hopefully there wouldn't be any tiny tunnels up ahead, or if there were, hopefully Holly would still fit through them and be able to find a door to open somewhere.

He grinned. "Excitin' yeah. I couldoo wit'less excitemen'next time." Despite his words, West's tone was definitely amused. He wasn't normally one for strange adventures, but so far this diversion had proven to be more fun that he would have thought chasing a thieving minipet could be.

Several steps out of the room and into the next tunnel, West came to a stop once again. The path ahead was forked, one side brightly lit and one pitch black. "This's stupid," he declared, turning back to Holly. "Which way now?" He had seen enough movies to make him question whether or not the obvious path was the safest one.

West's brief chuckle joined Holly's and he nodded. "Yeah, s'pose I could r'memeber y'tha'way. Or as th'ghoul I die with iffit comes t'that." He shrugged. The thought didn't seem to bother him, nor did he come to the conclusion that as a ghost, she wouldn't be likely to die anyway. For that matter, as a being composed and powered by FEAR, it was not even possible for he himself to truly die, but an unlifetime locked in a system of catacombs would be just as bad as true death, in his opinion. For some reason, the demon often tended to think in human terms anyway, even though he knew little to nothing of their society.

He glanced back and forth between the passages, then sighed and strode down the darker of the two. "This's so a trap," he muttered.

"Hrm," he mumbled by way of reply. West had experienced several brushes with death lately, but obviously never the real thing. He quickly deduced that it might be rather unpleasant. Finally, her words seemed to sink in. Right, ghost. Well, if things got too dire, she could always go for help. For now, this was better than homework.

Or at least it had been. If there was one thing West didn't enjoy talking about, it was his past. He narrowed his eyes in the dark, wondering if someone put her up to asking him about things he'd rather leave buried, or if she was just an unlucky conversationalist. "Problems. Wit' my other school. Fights." He was deliberately vague, hoping that she would come to the conclusion that the fights were of the punching variety. "Ima kinder, gent'lr West now," he quipped, his tone tinged with a bit of false amusement. This tunnel really did seem fresher, a bit of outdoor air mixing in with the more indoor stuff he'd been breathing until now.

West chuckled. "Yeah, I didn' like m'other school much. Amityville's better." He didn't offer any further comments on the frequency of his fighting. Better that Holly imagine just how formidable he might be than he brag about it. If they ran into each other in the future, she would come to see for herself that his level of badass was mindblowingly awesome. He shrugged. "I dunno where t'start explainin'bout Halloween," he said. "It'd be like tellin'ya'bout why my insides work."

He might have attempted further pseudo-scientific eloquence if he hadn't been distracted by the same flash of movement Holly commented on. "Hm. Wassit red?" West thought it had been, but he wasn't sure. "Lessgo."

The demon jogged forward, turned the corner and stopped. There was a door ahead of them, the dim light from outside streaming underneath it. West took a few more steps and tried the knob. When it didn't budge, he kicked at the thing, but it was more than wood and didn't even rattle with the impact. He grunted angrily. How had whatever they'd been following get out? "Where're we s'posd'ta..." His gaze was drawn back the way they had come. Several feet away near the ceiling, there was a hole, too high and small for him to figure out a way into himself, but... If it wasn't going to be ridiculously awkward, West thought he might be able to lift Holly's fox form up there. Mrrgh. He really didn't want to ask her if he could pick her up like a doll. Instead he sighed and tried the door again, but it, of course, remained locked.

West nearly smacked himself for being so stupid. Again. He shook his head, breaking into a grin instead. "Ghost. Riiiiiight." It was fairly obvious that he had yet to spend much time with Holly's ilk either at home or at school.

"I'll go," he quickly volunteered. He wasn't scared of a stupid Hellhunter or a strange, mysterious maze of caves, he just didn't happen to be a ghost and couldn't phase his arm all over the place. That didn't mean he was hesitant, mrrpth. He stepped past Holly and pushed the door open, catching it before it slammed into the rock. The animal he had been following was right there, and if the whip in his hand had possessed the power to work on any animal other than his miniature bull, he would have lashed out at the creature in front of him in retaliation. As it was, the thing ran off again as soon as West took a step toward it.

He dropped his clenched fists to his sides. "Lettit go. I guess," he muttered reluctantly. Now that they were back outside, all the boil wanted to do was get back to his dorm and finish the stupid homework assignment he had been in the middle of when this entire ordeal had started. He turned to face Holly. "Welllll... tha'was fun, right?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yeah..." West stood on his toes for a moment, trying to see past the mound of dirt the door they had just emerged from was set into. Where was the school from here? "I've got... bot'ny I should gebback to." He sounded simply thrilled about the prospect. "So yeah, if'ya ever need help witha tiny animal'r'anythin'..." The demon grinned and punched his fist into his palm before turning and strolling toward the demon dorms.

"Nice't'meetya, Holly," he said over his shoulder.