Nothing that she's discovered has been shocking...from her experience these were the sorts of things that these cults would do. Perhaps the only surprise would be the suggested culprits; given the nature of the daemon summoned she wouldn't have expected him to be used in such a fashion. Still, the mind of these sorts was a bit of a mystery to her. And in the end, while motivation can certainly help in an investigation, ultimately she really didn't care why the profane would do such a thing. Only that she put an end to them.<br/><br/>All the time Maximilian's words kept intruding on her thoughts, despite her best efforts to focus. Surely the High Almoner would have very good reasons to see her, and she wasn't questioning that. It was beyond unexpected though. She shook her head, focusing back to the task at hand. The reports were now in multiple piles, depending on the insights and connections they had with each other. She paced a bit, muttering a little bit as she continued to investigate, poor Maximilian ignored unless he spoke up. Finally though she felt she had gathered as much as she could from the assembled information.<br/><br/>"I don't have a lot of time. Everything seems to be pointing to this warehouse at this waterfront." she says, indicating some notes she had made "The schedule leads me to believe he'll strike again. If I'm to stop him in time I'll need to be leaving soon, just to be certain. Here's my notes of everything I've discovered though....just in case." she handed over what she put together to Maximilian, her memory sufficient now that she's worked things out. While she was confident she could handle things...if it did go bad, at least someone knew where she was going. "Unless you have anything else for me, I should take my leave."