Shirley carefully followed Duncan, and the quiet atmosphere around them only made her feel more tense and scared. She realized that this fear didn’t come solely from her; it was mostly from "A Dog." A Dog was feeling afraid, and its emotions spread to her through their bond.
To ease the heavy silence, she muttered softly, "Actually, I used to sneak in without getting caught... A Dog helped me hide..."
"Are you talking about the disguise that the Abyssal Hound gave you?" Duncan raised an eyebrow. He remembered how Shirley had used A Dog's ability to blend in when she sneaked into that cult's lair. That disguise seemed to confuse people’s perceptions, but he quickly shook his head. "It doesn’t seem reliable at all. Last time, someone saw through it, and this time you got caught by the ticket collector."