Ophelia was currently up near that statue, hand pressed into the side of the chair as she peered around the back, looking for some trace of this 'disc' they needed to find. She knew, in general terms, what she was looking for...even if she had no real experience with anything fancier than her phone, technology-wise.

Luckily the place was mostly empty...at least until she heard footsteps behind her and turned to see a...blonde, braided woman approaching? Hmm. She'd seen the way the humans here dressed, in general. It was possible this girl was a local, but Ophelia wouldn't have bet money on it. Not with her luck.

She turned to face her, without moving away from the statue, and remained in her 'normal' guise for now. "Sorry, the monuments closed. For...cleaning," yeah, that might work, right? Probably not.