She swallows and follows along with him, her light forcing back shadows as they walk. After almost bumping into St. Raphael for almost the third time, she sighs and digs into her bag. "W-would you mind? The shadows are hard to see into."

Brigid offers him the end of a second flashlight. It's something her Da had taught her about being prepared. And if he's blind down here, it can't be anything but a help.