She snorts, the crude comment reminding her of someone that she thinks she might have been fond of. "You got a way with words, Lights. Reckon it's that kinda seein' might do us the most good in this. You actually wandered over that way to the bedroom?"

It might help if he's had any kind of poke around. She'd made her own sweep before searching for others to ask for help, but it had only been a cursory look around. The enormity of the place had made her feel uncomfortably small.