Fubuki remained silent as she stared on at the gates of the Palace before sighing. Gathering information on her own would probably dredge up little information, if any. She needed more details- everything here seemed too convenient. For all of this to fall into place... There had to be more to it than that, after all. Before her train of thought could continue further, Jack had interjected with his own comments.

Right, she wasn't alone here. He was older than she, so there was a chance he knew more about the situation. If not that, then maybe he could help her search. His actions, too, felt more sincere. Turning to Jack, Fubuki began to speak, this time a bit more openly. Maybe she was being a tad naive, but there was a chance he could help uncover some information she was missing.

"It's strange, don't you think? How our gracious host is so rich and has all these connections, yet nobody knows anything about him?"

It was a passive remark, but the meaning was clear enough. It'd probably be written off as a harmless curiosity by the staff if overheatd, but the context made it clear enough.