There was something about the labyrinth that made whispering feel like it was the only option. Maybe it was the way sound tended to fracture along the walls and come racing back from all sides. It encouraged silence while making it difficult to be silent. The brute's voice came again as he commented on the unlikelihood of finding another wolf in this place. "Nor did I." That was sort of a lie. Sabine had fully expected to find at least one body (not a warm one) in the belly of the labyrinth. "It feels like a place not many would venture into."
His next question pulled a subdued laugh from her. It sounded like a line (was it a line?) and that amused her. "Hell no," she said, still chuckling. "How about you, stranger? Don't tell me you're drawn to the dark, dank and depressing." This was the kind of place someone might crawl into to die. It certainly didn't feel like a place worth visiting more than once.