The Balladeer waits obediently as Daine scouts ahead, pressing his back against a wall and crossing his arms uneasily. Whatever's going on up there, he doesn't hear anything. He can find the living, but he's not going to be much help dealing with the dead. Undead. However you wanna put it

"Are they coming this way?" he asks when she returns, gaze darting up past her. "We could go a few blocks down, take a different route."