"Follow me." He reached out his hand, hoping that she will take it, barely daring to plan where he will lead her if she will.
She smiled at him, almost tempted to look away, but putting her hand in his nonetheless. At his beaming smile she looked down, suddenly shy.
He pulled her hand, gently leading the way down towards the streets that fanned, bent and twisted below them.
"You need to be quiet here." He whispered to her. "And don't touch them. They can make a lot of noise when touched..." He waited until she nodded and slowly opened the door for her.