[Lara rose from the pictograms and walked over to where Felicia was standing, looking at the torch holders.]

You know, maybe we'd see better if...actually. No.

[Reaching into her belt she pulled out a pair of chemical lights and cracked one before handing it to Felicia.]

Shake that up and look around more. I'm sure there's something here. A keystone or a hint. I just...call it an instinct.