Before she descends into the hideout, Astrid summons forth Melodia and quickly explains the situation. Melodia, looking around at the absolute mess of blood and fur, seems extremely concerned, but despite a couple of dings in her armor, Astrid seems fine, so Melodia relents and agrees to keep watch. Then Astrid follows Zarius and starts ransacking the hideout. 

It doesn't take long for her to notice that Zarius is still not acting like his usual, collected self. Something strange definitely happened to him, especially with him unable to remember what happened only a moment before he seemed to regain his senses. She wants to pry, ask what overcame him, but by the look of it, he doesn't have much of an idea either. That's the thing that makes her the most anxious. This isn't like the time with Blue Raspberry when a magic potion turned him into a strange hulking ooze monster. Something inside Zarius made him behave that way. 

She decides to pry.

"Um, Mister Zarius," she calls a bit cautiously. "Did ya... drink any weird potions lately? Pick up any cursed magical objects? Maybe have... I dunno, a weird run-in with some cultists who did some magical mumbo jumbo with ya?"

All the while, she continues to dig through drawers - both the dresser kind and the boxers kind. Nothing really bothers her. The girl lived amongst rats and trash, and few things gross her out. She takes a detour to the kitchen for a snack before she finds her way to the back office full of maps and paperwork. Those things all look like they're kind of important. Rather than waste time going through them, she simply stacks them all up and returns to Zarius with a half-eaten apple in her teeth. 

He takes a deep breath and calls back to Astrid, resuming his futile search through his half of the rooms. "No. No weird potions. No cursed magical items. Fought some cultists with magic but nothing unusual."

If only it was that simple. If only the answers were so obvious. If only he knew. It was a frustrating situation to be in. It felt more and more like he wasn't in control of his own body and there wasn't anything he could do about it. At least not today. Not now. Not here. 

Trudging back down the hall he rejoins Astrid as she brings out a stack of papers into the center room. "I am sorry. I do not understand what happened up there either."

He takes the papers from her and starts reading through them, giving them a quick glance through for any useful information on Athena. Most of the papers detail various trade routes, tips on various shipments the bandits could hit, and warehouse locations throughout mainland Moonglade. One piece though, does mention the Clasp had to move one of their hideouts on the coast after someone snuck in. The details aren't clear, but there is some call to action for hands to relocate to another hidden cove. 

"This is not much to go off of, but it is worth investigating further. Good work today." He tucks the papers away in his bag and starts heading out with her back up the stairs and out into the open.