Laura shrugs just as Ellis shakes his head--if the figure on the wall, illuminated as she sweeps her claws along the air before it, means anything, it's beyond her knowledge. For all she might know the name Silentir, she wouldn't have the first idea how to identify it.

After Ellis' ill-fated attempt to touch the dragon, she turns her attention the the darkness beyond the first statue, sniffing at the air and trying to get a sense of the room. The glow of her claws doesn't go far, but it's something.