"Regarding the door, no one has yet to figure out the specific intricacies as to why doors appear and disappear. Or why people are even brought here in the first place." She pauses, clearly uncertain on what to say next. She doesn't have the answers he's looking for, despite talking a big game. Her hand shakes a little bit, moving between her pocket, thinking too deeply on the topic. "Maybe you'll be the one to crack that code."

He seems smart enough to do so, and maybe a small nudge in that direction will help. "The point of this place is to make it into whatever you like. A blank canvas of sorts. The crimes might not be on this world, but another. You simply have to go out there and find it."

Her free hand finally stays put in her pocket, grabbing onto something within the fabric. She's not eager to pull whatever it is out, but based on the grip, it's most likely a cell phone or PINpoint.