That I know of, though I doubt that it is the only -- we have no system to keep track of all who enter and leave, and the way I learned is because someone found out before I had.

[ which

is disgraceful, really, that she should be told of her own ally's disappearance, that she would let her guard down so much--

a soft inhale, exhale. not now. party! party. back to bravado. ]

If thou'rt curious, then for all the kiosks are worth [ little as it is ] they may aid thee somewhat? It is possible that, whilst they are gone to us, there is still something lingering within the memory of those machines -- I admit, I do not know how such things work, but the answer is forever "no" until one tries.