Glancing up from scanning the volumes on one of the lower shelves, Sabel let his eyes drift over the tea cups - where there was a great deal of activity - and to Emily. "I'll know more if I can open a few of these."

He made a vague gesture to the shelving unit containing what he assumed was de Talone's personal library. Somehow, he doubted it was the only one of its kind. It was hardly his intention to seek out obvious evidence - there were enough people mingling around the shop that he felt he could devote his attentions to smaller, but perhaps significant, matters. "With your permission of course."

And Dac's. And whoever else was commanding the scene - there seemed to be a few, but he'd only been lending an idle ear to the hum of conversation that resounded through the shop. His eyes flicked to Carter curiously, wondering what the YATI would come up with in his initial assessment. Perhaps he could wrangle the young man into helping him sift through the literature, but he wasn't about to ask that much.