"Don't bother," he tells Chanel. "The sooner we find the Root, the sooner we can set him free."

Armani brushes his fingers over a plant and along the spines of books on the bookshelf as he makes his way to the door. The sorrowful journey stuck out more to him than their current surroundings.

"Keep looking in here while I check the hall?" Despite knowing it's locked, Armani tries the door handle anyway. Just to touch, just to be thorough. "Alohomora."