Continued from Here
As is his custom, Cross parks his Town Car a few blocks from the entrance to the Necropolis. He’s aware that this will make things harder on Alice, and it makes him feel like shit, but security is security. And the Burned Man is Constable of the Deep Kingdom. Nothing to be done.
“Wait here, I’ll come around,” he says, the first words he’s spoken since they got into the car, content to let Miles’s Kind of Blue do the talking for him.
Alice hears his door close and then, moments later, her’s opens. A reassuring hand is placed on her elbow as he bends to release her seatbelt. His voice is close and soft when he speaks: “Okay, we have a couple of blocks to walk, but I’ve got you.”
Cross helps her out of the car and guides her along. Eventually, they turn to walk toward the above ground haven that contains the Necropolis entrance. Alice hears a key turn in the lock and then a door open. “We’re going inside the house,” Cross lets her know as they enter.
Through the house, the padlocked door, down the metal stairs, Cross guides and helps her every step of the way, keeping her informed of what they are doing, what will happen next. He tries to be her eyes, with hand and voice.
Finally, they reach the Caldarium, its calming influence immediately apparent to Cross, thankfully. Maybe that’s the reason he pauses, or maybe it’s to allow Alice to gain her bearings.
“The Caldarium,” is all he says to inform her of their location, sure she somehow already knows. “Keeper Hart, you’re home.”