"Oh?"

An airy smile crossed Diana's face as the result of her surveyance of the ambient magic in the room returned to her, information ingraining itself into her mind. Without another word, a pale hand of the homunculus reached out to pluck a small note off of the statue. After doing so, she emanated a slight giggle, as if awaiting the note to explode, or summon an eldritch abomination, or explode and then summon an eldritch abomination.

Well, you only live once. Or something. Derp charge ahoy.

"...what a joke. Someone here's got a sense of humor, that's nice~"

Speaking to herself but also speaking intentionally loudly as if to inform the others, she turned her eyes to the note with a raised eyebrow.

[i]'Let's see what this has to say. I don't like being in the dark about this trash, not one bit.'[/i] She thought to herself as she trailed a finger along the note.

After a fraction of a second passed though, Diana raised an eyebrow. Even if she herself didn't recognize something of this nature, her body certainly did.[i] '...huh, they really do have a sense of humor, leaving something completely useless like this here.' [/i]She thought to herself with a half-dissatisfied expression. "Bleh, that's disappointing."