The girl could just barely make out the faded view of some sort of imperial temple-like structure being reflected within but, before she could take any sort of closer look, the Occult Ball quickly shrunk down in size and tucked itself away somewhere on Renko's person. It was almost as if it was placed in the hem of her clothing or a pocket that didn't exist for ease of access. Even this befuddled the Physicist as she rapidly patted herself down and looked around for any remaining sign of the orb but she ultimately supposed it was too late to turn back now. It had made itself hers and she likely needed to trust that she'd be able to reach for it again when she needed it. It's not as if that strange feeling its presence gave off had gone away, but Renko certainly wasn't going to get anywhere if she continued to let common sense define her expectations.

She had what she came here for and then some, now was the time to start planning her next move.

"You alright in there Renko? You've been pretty quiet this whole time."
"Yeah, sorry, I'm alright. Just making sure I got everything in here." One last scan around the room revealed a small canister of what nearly looked like lotion sitting on the mangy dresser across from the bed. The blue and red ornate tin seemed just a little out of place among Marisa's things at first but Renko soon realized it was because this must've been the other bit of medicine that Witch had stolen from the people of the Bamboo Forest. They probably would come looking for this again eventually, or it could end up in the wrong hands before they get the chance to now that Marisa's Shop was essentially defenseless...better hold on to this as well just to be safe. There ought to be just enough room left in the handbag for it, the last thing Renko needs right now are even more loose ends coming around to burn her even further.
The college girl walks back into the main space as casually as she can manage only to find that Cirno has taken to occupying herself by stacking multiple empty potion bottles together. Each one was varied in its design and the precarious assembly toppled over completely with a clatter before the Ice Fairy was able to place the next bottle. She looked down at the additional mess with a frown, she'd almost managed to get it to be as tall as she was...
"Weren't you supposed to be watching my back during this little escapade?"
"Who's gonna try botherin' us in the middle of the day like this? Anyone that could would still have to get through me first anyways, you're gonna be fine."
"Well it's not like you haven't helped me out here at all, I guess...but try not to screw around so much. Marisa doesn't need more things to worry about by the time she's back again than she will already."
"Whatever, I don't even know how she could find anything in all this junk anyways. Did you have any trouble with any of your stuff?"
"Nope, got it all right here and in the briefcase over there." She brought what she still actually held over to the rest of her luggage and began to neatly fold her clothes back into the remaining space of the briefcase. She could worry about changing into an outfit more suitable for exploration later.

"So that's everything you brought back safe & sound then? Mission successful?"
"Well...everything that was still here at the Shop, yes. But I'm still technically missing one extremely important item."
Renko runs a hand over her headband in mild frustration at the possibility that she was likely never going to see the hat she lost while she was still with Marisa ever again. That was one of her finest hats and she couldn't even trace its path as it fluttered down into the Forest of Magic that morning with how fast the two had been flying. If it hadn't been for the sheer drop below and the fact they were already in a rush, she almost might've considered jumping for the thing. Where would she even begin searching for something that small & specific in a forest this dense? Who knows where it's been in the time since then too! She'd probably have better luck talking to any local scroungers that might've stumbled across the thing but even that just felt like wishful thinking.
"Well, if it really is something important to you then its bound to turn up again eventually, right? Forgotten stuff always winds up in Gensokyo but things that are remembered are always tied to who remembers them. It's like, uh...some kinda law of objects? Law of...attraction, something like that..."
"Gensokyo's a place for the forgotten, huh?" Maybe there would be hope for her hat after all then, if only just a little.

Before the two could think things over together for much longer however, some nearby rustling of the bushes outside and the mild chatter of a distant conversation growing ever-closer began to fill the ears of both girls through the regular outside noise.
Renko immediately snapped to attention, partially expecting the worst just to be safe.
"Wait a minute. Cirno, do you hear that..?"