He takes the map back, scribbling a few things on it. Small notations in a hand that is neat enough, but the notations themselves obviously are meant to mean something to him and nobody else. "Bien. Good to know." He can do some exploring of those areas himself, get the lay of the land with his own eyes. Everybody has different needs, after all. "You ever wanna go explorin', lemme know. More dan happy to accompany you."

Remy looks up at her and grins. "What kin'a lock's on de door? Don' reckon it'd be too much hassle." Right sort of lock, he might not even need a paperclip or two.

Well. Small piece of paper and he wouldn't need them, either. But exploding a lock tends to be conspicuous.