[Emil follows fairly closely behind, never threatening to get lost along the way. He takes note of it being relatively quiet even with the implication that there are a good amount of people here. The case being it's evening, possibly...?

With arriving to their landing, Emil moves somewhat closer to the wall to press his hand against it.]

Thank you, again, Sheba. I need to remember this for next time... I suppose with all the stairs I've been on I can't say I know which floor this is. But, sorry--

[He's going to have to go in there and do his business. That is, try to find his way in there and then do his business.]