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Ve checks over the small bag of items. She can smell other scents on it, that of warriors, so she knows that everything has been checked. It is as she guessed, which is why she didn't ask for something more substantial, like her phone or her laptop or anything that could give her the ability to start unraveling this mystery. She is just stuck with her own thoughts, just over analyzing every interaction she has had with Sierra to see if she missed something or Clara was just that good that she didn't slip. Even though she has thought long and hard about it, there is no hindsight is twenty-twenty moment. There is still nothing except the painted face she saw in the portrait and Alaric’s face when he saw the same thing. There was no excessive emotion when she mentioned Rhys. Truthfully, it