Do I? [His eyes follow her as her gaze goes back to the painting. Of course, he knows why he talks like a so-called "grown-up", but he doesn't say anything about it just yet.] That's not a rude observation.

[It's just that--an observation. He doesn't see how it could possibly be offensive in the least, so he simply resumes watching her as she works at the painting. He's not exactly looking up and down the hallways to make sure they aren't seen, but then, he doesn't have to to know if someone is coming or not.

When she kicks the wall in her frustration, his eyebrows raise, and his head tips a little to the side, giving him the appearance of a curious bird. His curiosity only increases when she turns from the kick with a bright smile. Humans are strange, but their children are even stranger, he decides.]

No, it's doubtful that anyone will be looking for me. My brothers mostly do their own things. [The only reason they'd be likely to look for him is if there's something wrong, so...they probably won't be bothered. Prepared to carry on with her to wherever else she wants to look, Samandriel has to prompt his own question.] Why are you looking for hidden passages?