"Seems like a nice enough place, from what I've learned. It'll do until the weather warms up and I can swim in the ocean without freezing." She'd promised, after all. No freezing to death.

She takes another sip of her wine, listening to what he says with a frown, and a nod. "No one seems to have gotten close to it," she admits, "despite us all wanting those answers. The only so-called answer we've gotten is that business in the welcoming brochure about our ambitions or whatever."

She sighs. "Different people have been going about different avenues of investigating it." So had she, once upon a time... before she was so tired. "Our cohort doesn't seem to be taking all of this lying down, at least."