[ the stairs absolutely creak in the menacing way of all horror movie basement steps. it's inevitable.

but here in this musty darkness, Abel leads the way via a most unusual method - from the palm of his hand, a faintly glowing light branded into his palm of the Innocence's sigil works as a rather trusty little beacon to keep Dokja from losing him.

so, of course, he's waving at him through the gloom. one can hear the smile at his lips even if they cannot see it. ]

This way~! It's pretty neat, right? No one would ever think to look here!

[ apparently he took Dokja's quip as a compliment,

anyway, he heads deeper into the underground cellar and beyond some old, rotting shelving for the very back corner where his portal sits, illuminating both of them in its unnatural light. Abel gestures for Dokja to pass through, first. ]

Here. Go on ahead; it's safe on the other side. I'll be right after you, mm?

[ and should his companion heed Abel's request, he will indeed find himself stepping right on through to where the other portal had been hidden in some thick brush in the woods just beyond the Valley of the Innocent, sounds of nature and clean, fresh air a likely welcoming and comforting change of pace. ]