It was so stupid, but when Rufus lead Einin to the wall and showed her where the mechanism was, she couldn't help but tense, her heart fluttering nervously. He was...really close, his hands on her hips, his mouth near her ear as he whispered the instructions to her. She could feel his breath on her skin and the heat of his body, and a little chill went down her spine that she hoped he couldn't feel. Way too close. He wasn't even doing anything, but she felt on edge after that kiss, and when the panel opened and he walked past her and lead her inside, she felt she could finally breathe again.
Gods, this was ridiculous.
Thankfully, what lay behind the wall was enough of a distraction, and she rolled her shoulders and forced the confused muddle of thoughts out of her head as she took in the wonder that was this room, hidden right within her own room. It was...both amazing and unsettling, to think this had been here all this time, but from the layer of dust and cobwebs settled over everything, it looked like it had been unused for quite some time.
"Very interesting!" Einin breathed, tugging her hand free and stepping around to the shelves. She blew dust off the cover of an old book before flipping it open. It was written in Old Serenian, a language nowadays used primarily by scholars, of which she only knew a few words here and there. Enough to recognize the language.
"Wow," she said, went over to inspect the jars, wiping dust off one with her fingers and picking it up. She made a face, nose wrinkling, and held it out for Rufus to see. Inside was a dead lizard of some sort, preserved and floating in some clear substance. "Well, I'd say you're right. This place certainly screams sorcerer. Or madman."