The boy's face pinkened at the mention of the portraits again. "I'm not over it..." He tried to muffle the complaint by stuffing another bite of the sandwich into his mouth. He stood up when she moved to leave the room, though, following behind a bit shakily, sandwich still in hand. At the sight of the other door, he flicked his wrist to unlock and open it, taking a mental note to remember to check that it locked when he was done this time. 

"It's actually on the wall next to the portraits...what exactly do you want to look for? You usually have a better chance of seeing it if you have some idea of what you want to find."