Chronopolis. The word stuck with Kid too, though she couldn't place it against any memory she possessed. Her brow was screwed into something akin to confusion the entire time they made their approach, unmoving even as they approached that appeared to be the entrance.

"Huh?" she seems to finally hear Corrin, her expression softening just a little at her friend's question, and lowering her voice as she offered a reply. "Yeah, that was... the Frozen Flame, it's gotta be." Though she'd never seen it with her own eyes, it couldn't be anything else. "The legendary treasure..." one she'd been searching her whole life for. But, was it dangerous? She had no earthly idea, which was answered with a simple shake of her head, and a quiet, "I don't..." think so? Know? Have any idea how to even begin explaining?

But that was just as Serge addressed her, and so she looked over his way. "Wasn't me," was the simple answer to that, but a glance back over at Corrin had her asking silently with a worried look about her— did you hear anything? She sure hadn't...