Eyes light up at the possibilities. 'So what are we thinking? A series of clues left in our passing designed to lead others on a little chase first.' There was a movie like that I think. 'Or just a more standard sealed will kind of deal.' I wonder if anyone would follow up if something elaborate was left.
He chews the next question over, it can be a very sensitive topic. 'You mentioned some small familiarity with death. Have you ever spoken to a ghost?' The comment about haunting had made him curious, and in her profession it seemed likely.
Fingers entwine, a motion of resigned patience. 'Hm I've reached the same conclusions. He might be stoic but he does talk when he wants to.' The fair proved that. 'Either way I'll keep at it, he might thaw to me one day.' And hopefully before something he knows could have prevented disaster. 'If its trauma well, I'm sorry but my intention is prevent more of it.' He isn't trying to cruel just practical, a balancing act that clearly does make him a little uncomfortable.
A grimace admitting this was a blow to something he held in high regard. 'I mention it because ...' This is gonna sting. 'The lock has been removed from it.' And I have no idea who by. One eye is winced shut while the other watches.
The order might disagree, on the grounds anything penned by a Mystagogue is a Mysterium document. But that's unhelpful. 'I am open to other suggestions, we don't seem to have a public library to put it in. Do we know if the organ is actually in the organ loft? That would be out of immediate sight but still public.' Heck if the hidden cubby under the alter exists it would be a good spot.