And lead on she does, one hand curled around her staff and the other leading Sam so he doesn't bump into a wall. It isn't long before she sees a lump of something on the floor. A bit of rubble, perhaps? She inches towards it, her eyes able to see the outline. No, not rubble. She nudges it with her foot and finds it's fabric, but covering something hard.

"There's a knapsack here," she whispers.