Erichthonios has no reason to let go of Themis' hand, especially if he's not being made to. It's a small reassurance. Childish, perhaps, as he remembers being led through the halls of Pandaemonium by his mother in such a fashion, but he enjoys the contact none the less.

"Let us hope."

Off he starts to lead them, doing his best to follow the street names outlined. Eventually they arrive to their apartment. It's small but big enough for two, although it's apparent there's only one bedroom, and, subsequently, one bed.

"Oh."