>Okay, THAT was unexpected.
>Hold an arm up and say, "Okay, just... calm down. Tell me what happened."
>"Would you rather sit down?"
>"No, no," she says waving a hand dismissively, "I'm okay. It's just I... Well, I suppose you've seen them, if you came here from there. But these tunnels are mine. All of them." For a moment, you can see a trace of quiet pride on her face. "Most people go for a walk when they want to clear their head. I dig places. I just always feel so comfortable down here - a little instinctual memory of how I used to live, I suppose; I'm sure you're probably the same, right?" She looks at you hopefully.
>"Anyway, a couple weeks ago, I ended up breaking through into a- a storage cellar of some sort. The... Wild Rose, you said it was?"
>She raises her hands defensively. "Y- you have to understand, I never expected to cause anyone any harm. No one builds down nearly this deep." She frowns. "Uh, I mean, I didn't think anyone did. It had never happened before! As soon as I realized what I'd done, I sealed the tunnel back up after me and, uh, well..." She averts her face. "...kind of hoped no one would notice. But I guess it must have collapsed somehow, anyway..."