She's glad that she's going with Crowley for this. This is not a one person job by any stretch of the imagination, and the very thought of Crowley trying to do this alone is something doesn't want to really think about for long. She likes him; despite what he says about himself, there's something about him that reminds her of herself. Perhaps it's the need and want to do something instead of sit around; maybe it's that he doesn't seem to fear anything, either.

She squints in the dark, peering back and forth. It's hard, and she can barely make anything out.

"I see..." she makes a noise that sounds half unsure and half frustrated. "I think I can make out the silhouette of the lighthouse in the distance," she continues, before her head whips off to the right suddenly as a noise catches her attention. "...I fear that we may not be alone up here, did you hear that?"