Vance motioned her to follow him across the busy streets of Downtown, through the alleys, across the bridges, zig-zagging people and autos alike. They did plenty of traffic, Vance leading and reassuring Devika all the way through it.

"How do you normally trek through all of this?" he asked. "If you have migraines from anxiety attacks, then I would imagine that it would be pretty hard for someone like you to wade through this city. Don't you take the bus?"