"Yeah." That was stating the obvious. She didn't look at him, staring hard at the pictures a moment longer before she gathered them up and tossed them back in the box. She noticed the wooden box on his knee, staring at it for a second but hesitating to ask.
Constantine didn't just carry things around that weren't useful. "Kinda wish I knew who was dropping this shit off." It was a question she muttered out loud, staring at the box again before finally nodding to the box on his knee.
"So...what's that?" She dove right in, happy to steer the conversation away from her whoas for a while.