To his look, she gave a half-smile of understanding. Something else that he hadn't heard of, then. She knew he had came in only a few days ago, but she had thought he might have possibly heard about it elsewhere. The man did not bring it up, and so the Digimon continued on subject. There was time enough to explain that later. "I'm afraid the entrance is a bit cliche. A trap door, found in the freezer of the cafeteria's kitchen."

That she had only been through once. The other time she had made it through the trials had been somewhat of a cheap adventure, dropped into the midst of them without any warning after touching the entryway's doors. Portals. She could nearly sigh at the thought. "There's a series of trials down there, quite unrealistic when put into focus of a building like this's underside. The main room is made up as a large ballroom, with four hallways trailing from it. Two can be opened, two can not be without certain conditions met it seems. One of the halls that can be opened allots one item--a decorative sword--while the opposite gives you a shield."

Of which, she could claim the former. "I've participated in two trials." She blinked at him near sedately, a smile testing the edges of her mouth despite the subject. Here, again, would be a test of his trust. "The first was a series of four rooms, each themed to an element and very nearly impossible to get through without quick reactions, speed, strength, and cleverness. Imagine lava, a room of ice, and more." That was claimed as unrealistic, and yet, here she would continue. "The other trial was a test of cleverness--solving a riddle given by a sphinx." A beat. "Yes, the mythological kind."

A very indignant, cranky sphinx.