"Thanks." She smiles and takes the half of a pastry, eating it with good manners that don't seem to fit her murdergames attitude.

"Secure," Venus says. "I know what to look for when I run a patrol. This is my territory and no one's breached it so far."

From this chamber of the fossil hall to the cafe to the hallway with the elevators. She hasn't claimed the room with the species-genus video - the noise makes it too difficult to listen for attackers. She just always keeps that doorway in sight.