"No," she responds, the tone flat and frustrated seeing as she doesn't like to talk about it very much, given how frustrating it's been in order for her to come to grips with the fact that she's not found it. "Someone had to set it off or time it, but no one's been here and I can't find it."

"If you do manage to find it, you might have to show me a few tricks," she says, breathing out to calm her frustrations from boiling over and bringing her back to that point of intense, itching, awful uselessness.