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[sub]The Golden Quarter, Priestella[/sub][/center]

Talking. So much talking. Did they think that no one noticed their gesticulations, that as long as they formed a vague circle, their conversations would go undetected? Yuuki let out another sigh as he mentally calculated the seconds that had passed in comparison to how fast they had left last time, before rubbing the back of his neck. Well, if they were gonna burn time like this, he had no need to hold back, right? Directing a slightly apologetic smile towards Aer, the blue-eyed backpacker stepped up to the cleaning woman and asked, ever so innocently, [b]"Oh, um…by the way, where will you be doing the house cleaning? Just, you know, in case I wanna find you afterwards."[/b]

Fritzi looked up into the sky and tapped her foot.  [color=peachpuff]”Hmmmm...”[/color] Her tail waved back and forth as she thought. [color=peachpuff]” Today, it's going to be one of Pepin's houses.”[/color] She grinned before placing her hands on her hips. [color=peachpuff]”It's not too difficult to find, they are the shortest houses in the Noble District! Kinda like trying to pick you out of all these people around here!”[/color] She reached out to pat Yuuki on the head. [color=peachpuff]”Just follow the main road between the Noble District and Cham, and we're going to be in one of those tiny houses on the street down the first or second left.”[/color]

[b]“Pepin?”[/b] It was an unfamiliar name, but one easy enough to remember in the long-term. [b]“Got it, Miss Fritzi. Hope we’ll see you soon then.”[/b] His ears burned slightly when she patted him on the head out of the blue. Geez, what was up with that? She was only slightly taller than him, and that was only because of her ears to begin with. He Dempsey rolled away before the wolfgirl could move onto hair-tousling, before following after Aer once more.
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Nothing changed afterwards. Not really. Yuuki kept quiet to let Ashton take over the conversation, kept to himself, and did his best to recall what he had said in the previous iteration’s interrogation. Picked up the pace, just very slightly. Tried to gauge just how long it took for one to walk from the Golden Quarter to wherever Mono was. Kept an eye out for directions, streets, landmarks.

Thirty minutes. That was the maximum time frame they were operating in. If they died where they worked, it would be Pepin’s house. If they were injured and then died while seeking aid, it’d be around Donovan’s clinic. Twenty minutes then? No, fifteen to be safe. So how could he ensure his information was trusted?

Lost in his thoughts, Yuuki picked up the pace further, until he was walking a step or two in front of the person leading the group.