[ The brothers' workroom hadn't been too weird—more papers to go through than jewelry, and a secret compartment that no average artisan needs, but still. Nothing that shoots up red flags for murder. Snooping about had given then a little insight on how the family business functions, and it seemed they were ready to take on the rest of the house.
But the more they tip-toe about, the more... strange it gets. Clair has no great experience sneaking about like the rest of her company, and yet it's easy to dodge the servants in their own wing, and the guards are scarcely around. They end up in this wing for precisely that reason: it's the least occupied corner of the house.
Yusuke's not sure what to make of it at a glance, silently slipping through the door and taking watch of the hallway as Clair gets a chance to snoop about first. Not that there's a point, no one's coming. And it's so quiet they'd hear anyone try.
...Creepy. He speaks in a low whisper over to her. ]
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But the more they tip-toe about, the more... strange it gets. Clair has no great experience sneaking about like the rest of her company, and yet it's easy to dodge the servants in their own wing, and the guards are scarcely around. They end up in this wing for precisely that reason: it's the least occupied corner of the house.
Yusuke's not sure what to make of it at a glance, silently slipping through the door and taking watch of the hallway as Clair gets a chance to snoop about first. Not that there's a point, no one's coming. And it's so quiet they'd hear anyone try.
...Creepy. He speaks in a low whisper over to her. ]
What is this place?