Flute is sitting on the balcony railing till she makes sure they're both... in the library and not worried or panicking or anything. How did she get there? Doesn't matter. Martel wanted her to show up, so she did. But of course, who'd go knocking on the front door?

She isn't worried about the wild look of the place. After all, if he thinks it secure enough... and she also knows about any magic he's employed in the restorations so far. After all... Yes, she knew.

Eventually, she slips down from the railing and puts her pipes to her lips, playing a little tune to warn them, before showing at the door inside. "Hello, Martel."