[there's a pang in the back of her head over whether that's the right thing to call her, but it's gone before she can focus on it for too long. the idea of girls thinking she's hot if she picks locks—and yes, there is some definite hotness there coming from faith—is much louder in her head as she sneaks her way inside.]

[within the study she's a little disappointed to find that it looks so normal. she steps further past the entrance to give her companion space to get in, and she's doing the tried and true museum practice of looking with her eye, not with her hands. at least for now.]

Nice work getting us in here. It was totally hot. But this is like... super boring, right? I totally thought it would be full of, like, skeletons and stuff. [she has not taken a close enough look around yet.]