Anise did not answer, but nodded, and walked out of the arsenal, then the study, and into Aspen's pristine, minimalistic, white and gray metal furnaced room. She walked to one of the filing cabinets, and began looking in them, though she knew that the most pertinent information would be in his study or arsenal being that both had heavily fortified doors. But she didn't want to face it, didn't want to find more against him, did not want to prove it to herself, prove that Aspen was one of the Claudos.