[ Gwen grins, glad that Charles Xavior of all people likes her little nickname for the town. ]

Right? "Deerington" doesn't really tell you what you're in for. Creepsville's way more accurate a name.

[ She follows him over to the trail, keeping pace pretty well now that she's not anxious about finding their way to some weird magical stream. ]

Not too far. I live in the David Cliff apartments, off Main Street. You don't have to walk me the whole way or anything. But I wouldn't mind the company 'til we get back to town?