She considers the question seriously. Their base in the library isn't exactly secure. Those with sense and a common sense of decency probably don't go near it, but she's found her books shifted into different piles enough times to know people do get to poking around. A thought comes to her that they should hide the bottles in a panel in the wall, but isn't that what this room is meant to be in function, if not form?

"You ain't seen a safe somewhere while you were wanderin' around?" she asks. "Might could put 'em somethin' like that if we get the combination. Leave it just between the two of us." And perhaps Angel and Vinyl. They're both sensible enough. They seem it, anyway. As Trinity's already taken some things, there's no telling what she'll do with them.