[ Ugh. Allumette grumpily lets her ears fall back, at least momentarily - because the 'hint' makes her eyes narrow, and they perk right back up as she processes his words.

She thinks she understands a bit more, but she doesn't want to rush back to it. ]

I think I prefer 'my dear' to 'hero'.

[ She doesn't like it when she's called that, bristling every time, insisting that she's no such thing and hasn't done anything deserving of the title - but that claim of herself doesn't bring gratitude.

There's confusion knitted there, almost as if she's asking another question she may not actually want the answer to. And in the end, she chooses that she doesn't want the answer at all, instead moving right along. ]

You want me to figure that out myself, do you? I'm not sure I can. These murals are ancient - unless there's matching ones elsewhere on the remaining areas of the First, I'm not sure I'll actually figure it out.

And if I can't figure it out myself, I'll just bother you directly next time.