[Hellboy's not sure what he was expecting. A flare? A birdcall? He takes the handkerchief as a signal and quickly, but still cautiously, darts across the alley to slip inside the back door.
He's not sure if the apothecary is friendly or not, so he creeps up the stairs as best he can, careful not to scuff the wood with his hooves.]
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He's not sure if the apothecary is friendly or not, so he creeps up the stairs as best he can, careful not to scuff the wood with his hooves.]