The Argonian bowed as he stepped aside to give Tanesha room, humming a long forgotten tune while she went to work on the look. Like he noticed Ani did, he enjoyed the Keshali's position and didn't feel the need to avert his eyes. As the door opened and the Dunmer asked about his innate knowledge of secret doors into Dwemer-ruins he just gave a cryptic smile.<br/><br/>"Bardic knowledge? But I'd lie if I say I have never put my feet in Markarth or a Dwemer ruin before..." He then turned to the Nord with a slight frown. "And the name is Ilya, Nord. Now put that sword away, I don't want you to become overly excited." Stepping into the dark hallway leading into the combined store and house, his eyes flashed brightly for a moment. No life signs. The owner were probably out trying to stock up on supplies or had fled the city all out. His eyes returned to normal again before he looked back at the others with a smile. "No one home. Check around for lanterns, picks, shovels and supplies. Dwemer don't keep a tidy home anymore and the Falmer certainly are not maids." An orb of bright light slipped from his fingertips as he started along the left wall, leaning his ear against the wall and tapping it with a sharp claw. "I need a moment here."