Victorique shrugged. “For a long while, I guess it was never relevant before. Besides, I normally don't like getting sweaty or tiring myself out before an investigation, but in these circumstances, it seems to be the easiest option.” At the mention of a book, she shrugged. “Make sure to bring a light source. I can probably keep it open a bit to keep air circulating through, or otherwise just periodically open it to freshen it out, but I doubt much light will reach through.” The question on what they'd need from the town was a more difficult one to answer. “I've gotten most of what I wanted from the church, as I doubt they'll tell me more than what they told us yesterday. We could check if anyone in town has seen anything suspicious around the church, but with the festivities going on, that'd be a very long and tedious job and time isn't on our side.” She shook he heard. “I'll probably think of a plethora of things I've forgotten to mention or ask along the way, but right now I can't think of anything.”
She smirked, as she opened up the Pocket Dimension once they were outside (and somewhere not too crowed), wide enough to let the Orc enter. “Please make sure not to step on my pipe. It's somewhere in there as well. I guess I'll see you when I found our destination.” If she'd safely Pocketed the Orc, she'd head off in for the Whitestrakes, going half her top [fast] speed at C – 90mph (max) = 145 km/h to ensure she'd not tire herself out.