"It's--down in the laundry room, but..." Well, understandably they're not totally sure about their chances of survival even with these two.

Syrlya glances back to the door before rising to his feet and coming to Strange's side. He squints at the image, trying to make it out.

"It's like you are seeing her in two different--thorns, did she break into two as well?" If it's the doubling up messing with his scrying, especially if he's looking for every facet of the Ringmaster and not just one of them.

"See if you can focus on one of her," he says, lowering his voice low before moving to the door to press his ear to it. Still quiet.

So whole Strange attempts to focus, he looks back to the two employees. "If you can direct us to that room, we can take you there safely."