Chrissy nods in agreement as she looks up at Eddie with wide eyes, still holding onto him. It feels like the only thing she can do, and while she wishes that weren't the case, there's nothing they can do about that now. She doesn't really think they could be faulted for not expecting it to be like this, anyway. While she's seen a lot of messed up things and known a lot of awful people, she wouldn't have believed that so many people would be so willing to gleefully wreak havoc just because they've been given permission to do so.

Maybe that makes her naïve. Maybe she should have known better. Either of those seems preferable to being totally cynical, though.

She just wishes they'd taken a few more precautions.

"Stairs," she echoes, just as quiet. The elevator seems too dangerous, leaving them with no way of knowing what the doors would be opening to. "Good idea."