Lenne sprinted after the three men, more than a little unnerved that she almost had trouble keeping up. From what she'd gathered just from observance, this was very personal to them. That kind of adrenaline could give you all sorts of wings. But it could also hinder you exactly when it counts. So she pushed herself to keep up, dancing needing to be forgotten for now if she was going to keep an eye on them. Hopefully the sleep would hold for a few more moments without her. Who knew what they would find through the next rooms?