Lara nodded, pursing her lips at the memory of her friend, in pain because of the noise. "I'm glad for that," she said softly. "Next time I'll be more careful." Why, yes, Lara was planning on going back to that church - she wouldn't give up until the mystery was solved. It was what she did, after all. Even so, Lara wasn't about to assume that either of her companions wanted to go back to that place. If she had to go alone, she'd do it, again and again.

"I'm afraid I haven't," the Englishwoman replied, her brow wrinkling a bit, "but I've brought insurance along in case anything goes awry." She said this quietly, of course, and gave no indication as to what that "insurance" was - her purse was one that, because of its shape, gave off the illusion that it was too small to hold any weapons. "LEt's hope things go smoothly, shall we?"