"I will."

There's no pride or smugness in her voice, just an obvious truth. She flits her eyes to the ground and furrows her brows, thinking. This next question could be seen as ... odd. But her real reasoning for arriving so abruptly will come around sooner or later, it always does. She just prefers to keep as much to herself as she can.

"Do you keep any record of people who have passed through or stayed?