I think the museum in town has something like a library attached to it. Since it's a museum as well, they might have the tools and knowledge to restore it, or at least keep it from degrading further.

[ and she wants to address the rest, but... "golem." it isn't her business, but the word still brings to mind the scent of earth and rock and strong arms patiently bearing her when she'd been too weak to stand. that child had only been yet another construct of the games they'd all been forced to play— but she'd loved them shamelessly, and called them "cousin," and they'd returned that love by making it all the way to the end of the tournament they'd been summoned for... if no further.

whoever that boy is talking to may not be that golem, but it would be good to maybe meet new family all the same. ]

...I'm sorry, but... "golem," you said?