Hawke didn't care much for the particulars of why they were in a tomb and what it was for and who was buried here. It was a mission, and his goal was to get in and out as quickly as possible. Sure, they didn't quite know what they were looking for, but he was confident they'd figure it out soon enough.

Nevermind the fact that he'd been dumped here with two teenaged-looking girls. The one had a sword, at least.

He was predictably silent for the first few moments, hand on his chin, taking in every nook and cranny of the room. When he was satisfied with his observations, he put a hand on his gun.

"The stairs."