Chase couldn't stifle his eyeroll, moving towards the boxes on the other side of the pile to start searching through those, but before he could lift the lid of the first one, Kiley called out.
Of all the people Chase could have guessed might be in the box, Lila wasn't one of them. At first he was just shocked, peering over Kiley's shoulder. He still didn't know how to feel about it as he reached in to pull the bag out of the way so she could move easier, trying to compile things into an order that he could understand. Lila was a bitch. Whether or not she'd actually done anything aside from burning his map and messing around with Lennon was suspect, but as far as he was concerned, not out of the realm of possibility. Or it could have been Them fucking with the house again. Or not. Or the hell knew. Priorities were they needed to get her out of the box first, and they could figure the rest out after.