Kratos' presumption received a nod; Rita was indeed light on her feet when she needed to be. She moved quickly and quietly as she followed the swordsman into the central part of the hallway. She'd turned off her flashlight as they neared the scuffle, not wanting to draw the attention of the beast assaulting what appeared to be another patient. Said patient was adequately armed, at least, so Rita was able to focus on their destination without feeling too guilty.

Was this the kind of place Landel's was? A place where patients would need to climb over the bodies of their fellow patients to reach their goals? Though Rita didn't hesitate in her movements, there was certainly hesitation in her mind.

But then, there was something that made Rita pause mid-step. A mechanical noise, coming from somewhere that wasn't where the ongoing fight was taking place.

"... What's that sound?" Rita whispered to Kratos, slowing to a cautious pace. It was possible that there was some kind of machine up ahead, but it was better to ask than to assume.