As Demona took the flashlight from Eddie, she stepped back, holding the beam where he could see what he was grabbing, but was careful not to blind him with it. He was already sensitive enough to light, and in truth, part of her doubted he would need the flashlight to begin with. He should have had some enhanced vision, and while she wouldn't ask out loud, she couldn't help but wonder if the flashlight was just so she could see.

Her thoughts were pulled back to Eddie, though, as he nearly threw himself over the fence. It was hilarious to Demona, and she had to bite her lower lip to keep from laughing -- a task she semi-failed at when he stated she hadn't seen anything. She couldn't help the small giggle from falling from her lips at that, and pressing up on her toes, she pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before letting him adjust his jacket properly.

It was still clear, though, that he wasn't overly fond of the idea of being there at all. She wasn't sure why, given how the two of them had visited Elizabeth's grave several times together, but she had a feeling it was just another story she wasn't going to hear the truth behind. It was a reality she was coming to accept, though, and she knew better than to push. If he didn't tell her, it was because she didn't need to know. As she turned to the scene before them, anyways, the full moon overhead illuminated the area like a movie. It was almost too perfect, and as she turned back to Eddie's dark silhouette, she held her hand out, already reaching to take his hand as she started down the path.

"Nope, we're in this together, now, remember?"