It was nice to be invited in the end. The sad thing was the lack in tea — and host to greet them! But with the addition of the music and them being led to take a specific door in order to get elsewhere, the pair might've been on their way to locating whomever was the proprietor so they could clear up the whole, door being locked thing. If Skuld was lucky, there might be food involved, too!

"Perhaps the host entertains down there given how much dust litters this floor," unfortunately the dust was likely to chase them down the stairs to the next level, too. The floorboards were slightly unsettling but only because they sounded uneven and someone might trip up on them. Someone being either one of them unless Skuld opted to hover. Then it was just herself! Similarly to the Valkyrie, Canon's gaze lingered on some of the portraits hanging on the walls. She slowed, scrunching her nose at a particularly bitter looking old woman. Tapping a dainty finger to her lips, Canon decided to raise her hand and waved it! She had expected the eyes to follow it back and forth since it felt as though she had been being very watched, but...

"...odd, I could have sworn the eyes were following each step we took. Do you think it some trickery?"

Nice, it was not. The noble young lady couldn't fake appreciation for such ghastly portraits no matter how hard she'd try.