She had been expecting at least a question or two about her interest in this little field trip, and thankfully the one Wrath presented her was easier to field.

"A different grave, not as old as the one you're looking for if I had to guess," Lily began, careful and vague while she weighed out what she was and wasn't willing to share about who's grave and why. Tucking her notebook under her arm she stood suddenly, looking around them.

"I'll tell you more, but perhaps not here? There's a tavern that's frequently got a drunk lute player going for broke in it just across the closest eastern bridge."