Odd's bobs, just how big is this place? She looks up with interest when Edgar shoves open the trapdoor, and gives him a nod of thanks when he helps her up.

"Oh," she says quietly as she takes in the little turret. It reminds her a bit of Numair's tower, though it's smaller - and far less cluttered. He's right about it not quite being outside, but it's close enough to be getting on with. There's a pleasant breeze blowing through the open windows, and the stars are bright overhead. She joins Edgar, smiling as she takes in the view. The lawns around the house are neatly sculpted, and she can see the pale curve of a gravel drive, but the landscape turns forested less than a mile out.

And in the forest, she can hear some of her friends. "How do you feel about bats?" she asks, wanting to make sure he's not frightened by them before she invites anyone over.