A sphinx? Declan had never seen anything like it. Like her? He'd immediately wanted to nope right out of there. Riddles were not his forte, nor were dealing with mysterious magical beasts. It wasn't like he cared a lick about the church. It wasn't important. What harm would it do to just leave things be and let her have it? Those church going magical Jesus people could find somewhere else to hang out. The casino or something.

Luckily, he wasn't the only one who thought so. He nodded in agreement with Jameshill, "What he said. Let's just give'r the church and keep goin'." Although they would likely be outnumbered, in which case, he wanted to point out, "I'm a quidditch player, not a riddler. If you lot are good with answering her questions, then go right ahead. I'm not havin' any part of it, less we need this for somethin'." He tilted his broom slightly, out of view of the sphinx, making it clear to the others that he'd use it as a weapon if needed.