He considers a moment, frowning mildly, then gives a nod and a sigh. "A second set of eyes can't hurt. Go on up, you can feed Saint while I have a look around, and we'll still be able to keep an eye on each other, mm?" He's completely aware she still doesn't trust him, but he'd rather be last up the stairs for very practical reasons. He's very slow and awkward getting up them.