Cobra snorted. Of course, it would be vague and unhelpful rumors about a vague and unhelpful shop. He glared at the sign in distaste. Not one good thing was associated with this place, not one.
"I was thinking of closing the shop for today." Cobra snapped to attention. Was she being serious? Maybe miracles did happen on occasion. "Or at least for the morning. I want to investigate around the building and inquire with a few of the locals…not to reveal myself or anyone involved, of course, just as a curious bystander." She grinned like she was being clever. He rolled his eyes. Inwardly, that was. "You could help me if you want." He noticed she looked at both of them, but lingered a little longer on Macbeth.
"…Nah. I'd rather not stay in your company any longer than necessary."
She laughed. "Alright, I'll give you that. My second suggestion might be more to your liking then." The demon's expression turned wistful. "Lucy told me she wanted to go around and talk to people by herself. She might want some assistance though…I believe she's still nearby."
For some reason, this surprised him. "She's well enough to go about doing that?" He realized right after he spoke the hidden implications in his words and held his tongue before it dug its hole deeper.