After all I have seen here, I believe I can handle rats.

[She has Seen Some Shit, alright. Rats can't hold a candle to the void or that ayakashi giant that spawned in Ireland in the wake of Caster's temporary death.]

But I can understand that reasoning. Something akin to a diary would likely contain the best lead as to what happened in this place before the god's disappearance, I think, and it is difficult to imagine such a thing being kept anywhere else.

[Poking her head out from the room they've been investigating, she glances around the grounds of the old estate, and... hesitates.]

... Though I fear I am still not entirely familiar with this architectural style-- where would you imagine the bedrooms would be in this place?

[Given the fears of instability, she doesn't exactly want to ask one of the other two to lead the way, but...]