but is there any tea?

Hattori could not blame Jynn for her assessment, he couldn't say he favoured this place either. There were too many rooms, too many dark corners, filled with items that held little interest to him. But strangely for somewhere so old, the air was dry and clean, well ventilated via the many slits in the walls. This place did not outright seem to be a place of storage, like Lord's cellar. Rather, there were signs of habitation, soft places to rest one's head if he had to guess. So was this someone's' home once? And if so why had they left?

Stepping into one room his suspicions from earlier were outright confirmed. The drag marks extended all the way from here to the entryway, suggesting someone had taken the soft furnishings and claimed it as their own.

"Someone has been here recently. They took one of those, from the looks of it." He told her, gesturing to the next room over where a strange cushiony bedding thing remained.