She didn't like the sound of that, and it was all too clear on her face that she didn't. Something physical wasn't a problem, she could deal well and good with that, but something of the mind was trickier.

"Magic, perhaps," It wouldn't have been the first time, and it didn't really reassure her either. Neither of them had any skill in the art.

"I suggest we take notes and pictures-evidence. Perhaps there's something that requires a more in-depth look. There's certainly no sign of anyone here, and all signs point to a sort of...casual disorder, as though whoever was here left everything with the intention of picking it up or taking care the next day-only to never get the chance."

For one reason or another.