"Yeah, there's nothing up here but a whole lot of sludge." He wipes his fingers on a nominally clean surface and starts heading back to Genevieve when he hears the clank.

Ducking on reflex, even though the thing is upstairs and can't possibly know they're down here, he glances up at the ceiling before looking down the hall at her. ".... do we want to keep looking around? Because I'm really thinking no."