Cat was mildly impressed by the discovery of all the tabacco things avaible here. Well this place alone was enough for her old settlement to probably declare themselves twice the kings they already did. The bastards suffered from a grandeur complex and megalomania, smoking fine tabacco was their thing. So while he was pocketing the seeds, she pulled a few of the tabacco packs and baggies and stashed them away on her person. Good trading value, or just recreational if she really wanted to. A bit of luxury goods now and then never hurt anybody... that didn't know about them of course.

 "[color=6ecff6]Yeah, plastic's important nowdays. It's a shame the way they treated it in the past. Would have made our lives a lot easier if there was more of it avaible more widely."[/color] She shrugged and looked at the source of the warm draft she was feeling.[color=6ecff6]" Hey Donny... there's something underneath us. It's too warm here... those drinks aren't frozen for crying out loud." [/color]She warned him and pointed at the back where the office room was. Having stashed a few packs of the tabacco on herself, she carefully approached the ruined office and felt the warm breeze even more strongly. She looked down at the broken floor, there was something down there alright. Now question was what could provide continuous heat like this and honestly she wasn't certain, but it was worth some investigating.

 [color=6ecff6]"Hey, you still got that rope, right? Find a good place to tie it and secure it good, I will go down to investigate. We need to know what's down there, just be ready to start pulling me up if it's dangerous."[/color] She stated to him and carefully made her way around the ruined floor, to get a bettle angle of view down the hole and try to see if she could see anything of what's down there. She had redied her gun for this actually. It was better at things that jump out at her than the crowbar.