Ellana wonders if she could find a half-built lock somewhere so she can see all the little moving pieces inside. Then maybe she'd have a better idea of what she's up against. Right now, it's all still very vague, though that's hardly Rachette's fault.

"Sure!" She takes the rod and pick and takes a good look at the tip of each before sliding in the rod. "Why gentle? Could I end up ruining the tools if I don't do it right?"