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"That shouldn't be too hard... I can generally feel my powers bubbling before I can use them anyways." That was the way it had always been with the power of Vengeance. It was always there, just beyond her reach-- Maybe having a chance to connect with it like this would make a difference in that. Can Vengeance actually change?

Corvus took Arsinoe's hands, giving them an anxious squeeze while taking a deep breath. She exhaled slowly, her grip relaxing its hold as she did so. "So once I find that thread... Then what do I do?"

"If you're trying to be funny, or cute... It's not working," she muttered. From that it was a matter of tuning out everything else, pushing everything aside in order to focus as Arsinoe had instructed her. For each deep, slow breath she drew in she exhaled just as slowly, drawing a mental connection between each breath she drew and the power flowing from her Constellation-- No, her home.

It seemed like it had been forever, and when Corvus opened her eyes to let her cousin know that she had given up she made a small, startled noise. Her hands let go of Arsinoe's as she scrambled back across the cold, stone beneath her, pausing long enough to let her eyes drift to the--- The sky.

The roof over the room that they had arrived in had collapsed long ago, whatever remained long forgotten; wood rotted and decayed to dust. They had arrived at twilight, judging by the color of the sky above them and the stars, sweet Cosmos, the stars.

Without the lights of the city surrounding them, the night stars shone brightly even through the veil of twilight. She could only imagine what the sky looked like at night and something about it all made her heart swell. "I-- I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Luc..."

"It doesn't look like much, by way of daylight, but there's really no way of telling how long twilight lasts either." Her eyes drifted around as they began to adjust to the difference in light, although she still couldn't make out much. Slowly, she slid her pack off of her shoulders, leaving it on the ground behind her as she rose to her feet.

"When you first went to Arsinoe did you land at the library? How-- How do we even know where we are?"

"Wherever we are right now, it's inside... Or was inside." One of the walls was almost completely in ruins, sturdy stone and ruble lying where it had fallen. The others were intact, a testament to how well they had been built-- Or was it more than that.

"Luc... Can I have your flashlight? I want to see if we can get out of here without climbing through the wall... Or if we're going to have to head back home and try again."

She took one of the flashlights from her cousin, flicking it on so that she could let her eyes adjust again. Corvus let the light wash over the walls, drifting from the broken one to another that seemed mostly intact, a third with a door and the last-- It was the last wall that she approached slowly, flashlight illuminating the perfectly seamless stone wall. There were imperfections, of course, but it seemed as though they were more natural; it was as though someone had found a large, well worn stone and built a room around it.

Corvus brushed her fingers lightly along the wall before turning to pick her way over debris on her way to the door. She paused long enough to set a table upright, running the light over the door. "Not metal or stone-- That's a plus."

"It either means that whoever built this place just so happened to have a stone slab large enough to make a whole wall out of and, for whatever reason, they didn't break it down into stone blocks like the rest of the walls-- Unlikely, if you ask... Me..." Corvus huffed as she hauled bits of what might have once been a chair out from under the boards. Had they barricaded the door?

"I think it's more likely that they used the landscape to build whatever this is... Wherever we are. Just... Thank the stars we're not underground."

"Good thing we're trying the door first and not trying to climb out through the wall, hm?" She glanced over her shoulder as they finished clearing the rest of the debris blocking the door, watching her cousin for a moment before she turned away again. She flicked her flashlight over the hinges, attempting to figure out whether or not the door swung in or out before she took hold of the handle to give it a firm tug towards them.

"I could use a little help, Luc." She grunted, planting her heels to give the door another pull.