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Odilen stifled a yawn as she trailed behind Shyam, letting the man do the asking. The wet run through the storm and the ill-slept night were piling atop each other to make her feel as though her head were slowly filling up with hot cotton wool. Blech.

She looked blankly around her as she plodded on after Shyam, feet moving on autopilot. Wall, crumpled can in the gutter, dirty feather. House with Christmas decorations still on, valentine box with candies spilling out of it and ants covering it (hm, that must have been a dramatic spat), lantern, hot dog stand...

Lantern?

((If it's okay for Odilen to find him, let me know Epee. If not, it can be an unrelated lantern.))

Quinn looked over her shoulder and mentally calculated the time it would take them to get back to the clock tower. Sighing, she turned Therin so he was headed North-Westerly, back in the direction they had come, and motioned Junkan to do the same.

The poor fellow really wasn't looking well. "Come on, Junkan. Let's head back. You can rest at the clock tower and if you still arent feeling well, I can let you in to my house..."

After flying about for a bit, he decided that he should go back down. Flying about randomly wasn't overly wise, but he never had to search for someone quite in this sort of way. Normally, he had a lot more space to search and there was more of a deeper connection that finding a random stranger.. so to speak. Glancing downwards, he noticed that Shyam, Odilen and now Mirror seemed to be down in one place. Curious, he carefully settled down before them, managing to catch what Vincent said.

Not very good at this? Though he hadn't wanted it to, it rather irked his nerves, which were rather frayed to begin with. Considering that they had nearly no idea what to search for except a vauge recollection and searching in a town with faint little clues was rather annoying. Especially since they had been doing their best to search as best as they could. Flipping his hair over his shoulder so it was out of his face, he only calmly looked at Vincent and didn't reply as he had wanted to.

But since Shyam was speaking, he left it at that. He had to remember that this one knew the location Saevam... and that finding her was more important. But a thought travelled through his head and he shook it mentally to disband it. He could understand why Koni was anti-social...

With his mind growing a bit tired, Mirror let himself fall to the ground with a slight tap of his feet against the stone pavement. He looked up...Up? Since when was he looking up to people...Oh yeah. He was on the ground now. The Al Sylian let a weird sound that was strangled between a giggle and a sigh slip fom his lips. Sometimes he got so caught up with being so high in the sky that it went to his head. Quickly shaking it from his mind, Mirror quirked a smile to Vincent and nodded his head with Shyam's statement before the rogue bolted back through the crowd for the remainder of the troop.

Vincent was, indeed, a diamond in the rough. And they should of thought of that earlier based on the slivers of knowlege they had of him. Whatever it was, they found him now and they had to get to the point. Mirror cleared his throat and piped up, "Perhaps we could go into this lunch shop for safer atmosphere. We have been searching for a while and I'm sure that most of us are hungry. We can talk over luncheon. I guess, I'll go reserve the table."

With a bow of his head and flutter of his wings, Mirror waltzed into a nearby food shop which they had conviniently stopped in front of. Stepping up to the counter and making himself float up a foot or two to make himself eye-level with the greeter, Mirror said, "Table for..." He paused for a moment to calculate the number of people, "Seven please."

"It will be a moment, Sir. Perhaps a bit more than ten minutes."

"Thank you very much." Mirror smiled and flounced back to the group. "I have a table getting ready, it should be done by the time the others get back."

Therin plodded ahead, feeling his rider's dismay at failing the task they had set out on. She veritably drooped across his back, face burried in the back of his mane, arms dangling. Therin glanced back over his shoulder to make sure the brute was following and continued on, comming slowly but surely to rest infront of the clock tower. He "wuffed" a little to get Quinn's attention and she nuzzled into him, muttering thanks into his fur.

Laying down slowly, so as not to dump her off, Therin lifted his nose to the wind, trying to sniff out the ones they had met here.

Dutifully, Therin rose and made to follow the lively gentleman. He was going to get little response out of Quinn for the time being, though the Aziraphale could feel her ears perk a bit when he said they had found him.

Shyam turned around to make sure that he hadn't lost the others following him, and sure enough, Junkan was missing. Quinn also seemed to be dragging her feet, for some reason.

"C'mon. If we don't hurry, Vincent might be gone. Sorry, if I'm badgering you, but we don't want to miss this chance since we finally found him." Shyam didn't mean to sound annoying, but he couldn't understand his acquaintance's meloncholy, especially since she' been so hyper about this whole affair earlier. He took a breath, and did his best to calm himself down.