Lily was honestly at a loss at where she was, or how she even got to where she was... but it looked like a church of some sort. A very intricate and pretty one, at that. She figured she needed to find someone to tell her where she was, so she proceeded to open the nearest door to see if anyone was behind it. "Uh... excuse me, but is anyone here...?" She readied her gun in case anything was ready to attack.
Having come down from Master Barlowe’s quarters, situated above the congregation area of the small cathedral, Albus passed the front altar and started up the main walkway. Being a bit lost in the lecture he had just sustained, he was a bit slow on the uptake to notice that an unfamiliar person stood waiting near the main doors.
“Oh, we’ve an unannounced guest,” He stated, rather than asking. As he drew closer, he noted that the young lady was armed and ready to use the weapon in her hands. The scholar stopped and crossed his arms over his chest, giving the newcomer a look that was somewhere between darkly amused and mildly put off. “Put that away, you’re in a place of worship. Who is your guest-sponsor? I would have a word with them.”