"Ah, a history nut, just like myself." Anastacia smiles, nodding quietly. "Nah, it's no bother. As long as you don't take anything, okay? I've mostly explored all of this side, so knock yourself out. In fact, I remember seeing some murals over in that direction," She points over her left shoulder, towards the lantern-lit area she just emerged from. "Just be careful-- nearly broke my neck skidding down into a few of those holes. There's poison ivy south of here, so watch it. If you get bored or hungry my tent's nearby-- you may have seen it on your way up, the green canvas." She shrugs, noting that her tent was well camouflaged, but not to the point that it was invisible. With her sense of direction, she practically had to set a trail out for her to find her way back. "Oh, and one last thing-- if you see a girl around twelve, her name's Luna-- she's my helper. I'm sure she won't trouble you at all." With that, Ana steps back from the pillar and walks down into the more shadowed area that she'd come from to greet the girl. A lantern was poised against a wall, lit quickly enough with a small push of a button. An eerie blue glow now followed Anastacia into the darkness, her voice echoing slightly. "If you need anything, just yell. One of us will hear."