Ivy raised an eyebrow, smiling her own painful little smile.

"Oh no? And what do you know, little girl? Or are you too scared to think about it because maybe it will lead you down a path you don't want to go." Ivy spread her arms a bit, as if gesturing to the entire crumbling church, "Look around, honey. Is this the kind of place you want to have your special bond? Where will the next meeting place be, in the mad house?"