The skeleton approached the bed and leaned over to pluck the envelope and key from their resting place. He heard the footsteps of two more coming up behind him, with chatter somewhat muted by the awkward accoustics. Gino glanced over his shoulder and took note of the two human-looking people rounding the corner; he still couldn't tell what made either of them 'inhuman', but noted that the hooded child he'd seen earlier had split up from what he'd assumed was her family. He overheard some of their conversation as they moved past the room.
 
"[color=c4df9b]Young man, this hallway is rather long isn't it... and do you feel that? These lamps! It's been a while since I've felt that comfortably low amount of mana around me. They truly make me feel like I'm home once more.[/color]"

Young man? She definitely looked younger than him; was it appropriate for her to call him that? And what in the nine hells was mana? Gino tried to hear more without approaching, but they were now too far for him to succeed. With his eavesdropping brought to a swift end, Gino turned his attention to the envelope in his boney hand, opening it and scanning its contents. With others spreading out to investigate the manor, the skeleton's earlier haste abated, and he began to relax a little.