Alia lets Wash have at the laptop. Now that she's got gloves, taken with a kiss to Guts' cheek for thanks, she's getting down to business. First, she goes through the garbage, tossing everything away after she's taken a brief glance. Brief is enough, her computer brain will pull up everything with perfect clarity later, in case there's something important.

"Guts, I don't *think* there's anything in the hot tub, but if there isn't, you and Wash ought to take a soak while you can. They're good for relaxing, like a man-made hot spring." It's good for morale! It also lets her work without any idle orders getting in her way.

Once she's done with the garbage, assuming nothing world-shattering is in there, she'll likely move on to the notebook on the desk, scribbling over several pages with a pencil to see if there's any interesting writing indented on the pages. "There is, of course, the matter of the chill in the air, this room may well have been the most recently occupied. That means there might be evidence in the freezer. But if you two don't mind, I can check that out. The cold never bothers me, anyway." At least, not in physical ways. It's always a reminder of the things she's done, but those aren't important in the face of this.