The girl leaves with a fairly large haul under her jacket and when she gets to Delia's room, Delia shifted into her natural appearance with a sigh. The thin man smiles in approval. "Very good. I never liked that thunderhead's children." Delia ushers out the man and dumps the stuff on her bed and sifts through it.
"When everyone was brought to this hall- I guess it was dinner-, there was a lot of food, footage of how people died, announcements of who your so-called godly parent is,... ring a bell?"
Delia frowns. "If you were there you should've gotten a key." She shrugs. "I guess you could double with someone until you find an adult or something and figure it out."