Okay what's up with that mausoleum.

It's pretty clearly been opened recently, there's a track in the dirt clear of leaves and debris where the other ones don't have it. That's probably what the Father noticed. Actually, it looks like this door is opened relatively regularly, the worn-in footpath kind of extends itself to the door.

The masoleum itself just says 'Giovani Family Grave - Built 1907'

Well she also knows how to pick locks.

The lock declines to be trivially picked. She might be trying for a while.

Hmm. She'll try for a while.

The lock is opened eventually. It's a quality lock, but not invulnerable or magic, apparently.

The interior of the mausoleum... Rows of coffins, moss on the walls.

And is there any clear path in the dirt where she can see where whoever it was came?

Not really. The whole place is pretty clean aside from the moss and cobwebs at the back, there's no clear sign of where Mysterious Person went in here.

The coffins are neat and tidy - nothing like a lid being slightly off as if someone was looking inside.

Any coffins with less dust...?

The one with the least amount of dust still has a lot - and looks almost new otherwise. No handprint in the dust or anything.

Hrrm. Bizarre. Very bizarre. She supposes she should go back home, then.

Nothing conspires to prevent her from doing this.

The next day has school again.

There's the traditional slight tittering at how he's changed his mind again.

Nothing's new under the gossip mill.

Yes yes he changes his mind every couple of days this is not news to any of them.

His new friend visible anywhere?

Cally is here, acting unremarkably. Being slightly inattentive in class and loudly chatty in the halls as usual.

"Hiya!" he greets her when he gets the chance.

"Hi...? Oh, right, Sadde!"

"That would be me, yes. Boy version."

"Well, you won't see me in reverse drag soon. But whatever floats your boat."

"Yeah, it's better than not doing it," he shrugs.

"Hm. About the world being broken some places, I read some political science stuff last night. Trying to figure out why North Korea doesn't implode."

"Reach any conclusions?"

"Starving peasants aren't good at being rebels?"

"I suppose that makes sense."