The two girls turned and looked up in surprise as Scout jogged up to them. He stopped, panting, and realized he hadn't thought this far ahead. "Uh... Hi," he muttered.
There were several seconds of silence. Then the horned girl grinned widely. "Ohhhhhhh, Cultist, is this the guy? He's cuuute!"
Scout froze. Cultist-chan froze. The horned girl looked confused for a moment.
Then she looked uncomfortable.
Then she belched. It was a hearty, solid belch, lasting about three seconds and echoing up and down the hallway. A foul stench washed over them, curling the edges of the posters stuck to the walls.
Cultist-chan broke into a snaggle-toothed grin and started cackling wildly. "Plaguebearer-chaaaan! Thaat one had thee power of thee daark gods!"
The demon girl watched her for a moment, then began to snort with laughter. Scout bit his lip, but couldn't stop a snicker.
Cultist-chan was still giggling. Scout thought back to his training, his indoctrination. He must have courage, lest he disgrace the name of the Adeptus Astartes. "So, um, Cultist-chan, can I talk to you for a minute?"
Cultist-chan wiped a tear from her eye. "Eef that ees your weeesh..."