[ The hat nods, then lowers itself into Kirigiri's hand along with the invisible glass.

He pointedly doesn't look as Hierophant webs across the room, flowing underneath couch cushions and into cupboards and between bags of coffee. It wouldn't give much away if he did, but she could go miles with even the smallest clue. Eventually, the hat lifts itself again. Tilts forward again. ]

There are five. Six, if you count the one he gave to you. [ He pauses, then- ] It might be best if I left the room if you want to be certain that you have no outside information interfering with your search.