[ He gives a simple nod to her and decides to at least move ahead. Hopefully nothing would jump up behind them but knowing this world, it could very likely happen.

Down the stairs and into the kitchen he peeks around the corner to see the dolls just sitting there, motionless. He purses his lips, pulling out a throwing knife from his sweater and looks back to the other woman. ]

On the count of three we jump out. Take 'em by surprise if they're alive.

If not well...at least we can try and look cool while doing it.