“Sure,” he said, though he continued to hesitate. “I can give you the guided tour in about half an hour.”
“What about the un-guided tour?” Lyric asked, pointing at a sign by a counter and a cash register. There were a few items for sale, but as far as she could tell there was no actual entrance fee. There was a jar asking for contributions to the restoration fund, though, and she pulled a large bill out of her pocket and dropped it into the jar as Stew was formulating his answer.
“Of course,” he replied in his thick accent. “Go ahead and have a look around. I’ll be back… momentarily.”
“Thank you,” Ru said, nodding. The rest of them turned, as if they were about to check out the entry way and see where the passages led to, but Ru watched Stew out of the corner of her eye as he headed off
