Coraline threaded her fingers through Claire's squeezing tight. It was so much easier being brave for a little boy than it was being brave for herself.

"What kind of things?" Coraline asks before she can stop herself. If she wasn't so scared she would have laughed, even in the face of danger she still had so many questions. "You can heal? Claire that's- you're a superhero."

Coraline looked at Claire in awe, her eyes widening as she glanced behind them. Coraline watched as the approaching shadows stretched out. "They shouldn't do that, should they? I mean, what's casting the shadows. There's nothing there." Coraline said wishing she hadn't asked that question almost immediately. She could hear laughter amongst the tick-tock, very feminine laughter.