"N-no," she answered sheepishly, glancing back towards the window, then around the lab. That's right she was supposed to be sneaking. Well, shoot.

The little pout she expressed at being discovered and ruining her plans turned into confusion as she looked over all those ingredients, though. There didn't really seem to be much organizing needed, and there were so many things, and even if she had some idea of what many of those things were useful for (though mostly whatever enchanting uses they had and not so much alchemical), it striked her as odd that a guy who could barely make a simple healing potion could have a use for all of this, never mind that the books seemed beyond basic.

She didn't want to accuse him of lying...

Her gaze fell back on Nova, as if expecting him to read her mind and explain.