Right...

For now, she just plans to pour over everything she can find on....pretty much any subject she thinks might help her along. However, when the light in the room starts to dim, and the streetlights outside the massive windows down in the city start to come alive, she carefully folds the maps and sets them back where she found them, leaving the books and articles in a tidy pile at the edge of the table. Whether he wishes to put them back in their proper places or no, she'll be back later for more.

With a deep breath, she heads back to her- their - room, and changes, grateful for her things having arrived while she was busy. Donning a simple outfit of solid black- leggings and a slim, fitted hooded tunic- she makes her way out of the manor and into the streets, tugging the hood over her head and refusing a guard around her.

She wants to see the area first hand, and she's the archangel, more than capable of taking care of herself.

...right?

It's not long before she's lost herself in the labyrinth of streets and buildings.