Cecelia sighs and hops into one of the beds. [color=00aeef]"C'mon grandpa. I doubt someone bugged this ratty old place. Or that anyone here would have that kind of technology. We're as safe as possible from [i]any[/i] technology really."[/color] Flipping through her mini-notebook of medieval notes, Cecelia pulls out her wooden swords. [color=00aeef]"And if you need, I can defend us with these!"[/color] Giggling a little, Cecelia smiles at Brenner, jokingly swinging her wooden swords around. If they were real swords, she could actually defend the three of them fairly well. Unless a gun was involved. Then not so much.