That she did not flinch at the mention of mice was good. At least one of them wouldn't make his ears bleed with shrieking.

"I know not. If we are replacements there are many a poor choice. Myself included. I know nothing of how to use computers or any of this technology. I prefer goblin machines and more delicate inner workings."

Nuada looked around the room once more then shrugged. "That things were left behind suggests a hurried exodus. But there is little personal effects, so it was a prepared leaving no matter how hurried. Perhaps the illness mentioned made them abandon this place for fear of contagion."

He looked the woman over more carefully. These uniforms were detrimental to assessing anyone's skills. But he had seen her hand twitch near her hip. "Are you a soldier or from law enforcement?" He arched a brow.