[The wall begins pushing back, or at least that's the best way he can describe it, and Finn realizes that he's been caught. Or at least noticed, but he can't tell if it's someone else actively working against him or just some feature of the code, a security measure to keep out people like him. Either way it doesn't matter, and now he's left with a choice: abandon the diversion, leave the wall in the shambles it is but no worse, never know what's on the other side, or keep going and risk getting himself into the trouble he'd been trying to avoid back in Musings.
He takes the middle road. He stops trying so hard, instead shifting his attention to trying to peek through the cracks, see what's on the other side. It's open, after all, the wall really more a deterrent at this point than a true division, and he can't have come this far only to turn back without trying to see what's on the other side. His shift in priorities leaves him open, a trace easily found and pursued, but he catches it before she can get anything concrete, sends the information from one place to another in bits and pieces. It's sloppy, the work of a mind unused to doing it this way, and therefore not particularly difficult to follow and unscramble, but it's the best he can do on such short notice at the moment.]