Thanos gave a lazy smile, putting his hand upon Yasha’s shoulder and turning her to walk towards the inn. They got several unwelcoming looks but only because they were strangers. Thanos had visited this town only one before and he doubted anyone would remember him. 

The two misfits found their way into the Inn where they were greeted by a young, brown haired girl behind a counter. “We’re in need of a room, separate beds, and I’ll need to use your phone,” Thanos mumbled pulling out a worn, tattered government ID. 
“Hunter? Well, today is an unusual day indeed. I’d never heard of people like you before today,” the young girl replied happily after gazing at the ID for only a moment. “We don’t see many new faces around here apart from the occasional lost traveller. But you two are not the first new faces I’ve seen today,” the girl explained digging under the desk for a key and handing it to Thanos. 
“Your phone?” Thanos reminded her. The girl smiled and pointed out a phone on the wall. Thanos walked to the phone and before picking it up he looked at the girl again. “And if you could tell my friend there where the nearest restaurant is…” He trailed off as he picked up the phone and turned his attention to dialing a number.
“There’s a family dinner next door,” the girl leaned forward on the counter, her attention on Yasha. “Allergic to something? Or did you roll around in a patch of poisonous ivy?” The girl giggled thinking she’d made a clever joke. “Bright hair also seems to be a common thing here today. Is the red natural? I’ve always considered dying my hair red but I don’t think it would ever be that bright.”

Thanos had dialed and gotten no answer several times before finally getting an answer from someone. 
 
***

“I’m sure it would be much easier to decide what the next action should be if we knew where it was we were supposed to be,” Katsu mumbled also wanting to be free of the Taxi. 
“I can get us around pretty quick if we know where to go. I am pretty good at mentally tracking people unless they’re being hidden by something. If my brother and Yasha have returned there is a slight chance I could find them, but it may be take a while,” Naku added, knowing his tracking skills would never be as good as many others but that he had the best bet in trying to find his own flesh and blood. 

A quiet vibration could be heard in the Taxi but was ignored at first. It could have been easily mistaken as a sound the Taxi itself could have made. After a short while Katsu realized that it was coming from her pocket. She had nearly forgotten she owned a cell phone and couldn’t believe it still had the power to take a call. As she took it out its silver glare from the sun projected in Naku’s eyes before he was able to cover them. 

“Hello?” Katsu question carefully. After a moment of listening she switched the phone to speaker so Naku and Mahoko could both hear the other side.
“It’s Thanos.” They heard and Naku sat back, disappointed it wasn’t someone more important. “I’m here with Yasha, the red headed one. We’re alright but I was hoping to get your opinion on something I found,” Thanos said casually not realizing the group had been looking for Yasha themselves.
“You’re with Yasha?” Naku sat straight up and leaned closer to the phone. “Is she okay? Where’s Shidou? Is he okay?”
Thanos was quiet for a moment as he realized they were more curious about the girl than anything he had to tell them. 
“She’s fine. A little itchy perhaps, but otherwise healthy,” Thanos mumbled in reference to her irritated skin. 
“Itchy? Where’s Shidou?” Naku continued to question anxiously. 
“Shidou’s not with us. I don’t know where he is. But that’s not why I’m calling.” Thanos tried to turn the conversation around to what he felt was more important. 
“Where are you? We need to talk to Yasha,” Katsu interrupted, not listening to what Thanos was trying to tell them. 
“It looks like that small town we passed through a few years back, Greenhaven. It should be not far from Lochshore if I remember correctly,” Thanos replied before attempting again to change the topic. “But there is something important I need to tell you.” 
“I don’t have a jump spot in that town. Can you send a picture?” Naku requested, still not listening to Thanos. Thanos pulled the phone away from his ear for only a moment observing the fact it was not a cell phone and that he becoming frustrated with Naku and Katsu alike.
“No, I cannot send a picture. Try the internet. Now, Katsu, listen to me. I finally found—” Thanos was cut off suddenly by the sound of beeping from the other side. Naku had grabbed the phone and was pressing buttons at random. 
“I don’t think this phone has access to the internet,” Naku complained. “What is the nearest location to that town that I might be able to jump to instead? We need to see Yasha as soon as we can.”

Thanos let out a long sigh, pulling the phone away from his ear and staring at it as though he were imagining it as Naku’s face. He could hear Naku continuing to talk on the other end but after some deep consideration, hung up the phone. They would likely find their way eventually.

***

Teguchi followed Yochi through the woods, unsure of where they were headed. He trusted that she knew what she was doing but he was still feeling very weak himself and disliked the treacherous hike. When they reached the large, extravagant house, Teguchi was reminded of his own home. Except this one was very old, likely built in the 1800’s, and the grass around it was heavily grown over. It had not been up kept at all and Teguchi assumed it would look just as old inside. 
 
Inside was very large, but with a thick layer of dust and grime. It needed serious care as well as pest control. Teguchi could tell that at one time this house must have been quite grand. Someone very wealthy and posh must have lived there. 
Teguchi quickly spotted the portrait atop the stairs and gave an analyzing gaze as he took in exactly what it was he was seeing. 
“Either your family genetics are incredible, or you are your own ancestor,” He joked pointing out the green haired girl, unsure of what to think. 

It was only moments later that Yochi vomited, causing Teguchi to take a few steps back before sighing. He was unaware that she was feeling sick and he wasn’t exactly sure how to react. 
Without saying a word he moved around the mess and placed his hand on her wrist, moving her hand away from her mouth. He held back her hair with his other hand and waited a moment to make sure she wasn’t going to throw up again.
“Careful, you wouldn’t want to ruin the historical factor of the floor,” he tried to joke before guiding her away from the mess and back outside where he’d spotted a well. 
Luckily the well hadn’t dried up and Teguchi used that to his advantage to wash up Yochi a bit. 
“You okay?” He question quietly looking into her eyes. “Mind letting me in on what we are doing here?”