One of the guards motioned for him to enter a large room, and he complied. It was quickly evident that it had been re-purposed: a collection of stage flats was leaned against the far wall, and there was a rack of costumes partially covered by a black fabric drape. Since he had nothing better to do, he walked over to give them a look. He'd been mildly curious about how Lyra got into her dress, but it would hardly have been polite to ask her.