Sprig looks over the thieves picks carefully. They do indeed seem to be better crafted than his own. He inspects the sword and scabbard, not seeing anything hidden on either. The blade feels well balanced, but nothing about it seems overly special.
Zefarell floats up to the ceiling again. This time she pulls herself along its entire surface, feeling for anything out of the ordinary. This takes a bit of time, but the whole thing seems completely solid to her.
Mac cant stop staring at the green gem in his hand. It is as if he is completely mesmerized by it. So much so that he doesn't even speak for a while.
If the plan to stay in here the entire day is still in effect, please let me know if there is anything specific that you would like to do while you wait out the day and night. Thanks!