One of the corridors between the office and the courtyard had four doors on the right side and two windows on the left, both of them looking out toward the wall.
Mod noted every one of them on the way. Not by counting aloud, and not by stopping to inspect them, either. She noticed them the way she always noticed everything, as a constant background vigilance while her face gave away nothing at all.
The courtyard, when she came through the entrance, was what Hild had left behind.
The cracked floor, the ridge of earth cutting across the old chalk marks, the three stone fragments near the bowed wall. The herb plant in the corner, its roots half-pulled loose and its leaves still faintly stirring in the afternoon air.
She stood in the entrance and took all of it in before she walked forward.
"Looks like you guys had fun," she said, to no one in particular.
"In a way, I suppose" Beorn raised his eyebrow.
