The man already seems to slip back. "Her name is Tarinn. Mine is Ruris. You may need to be direct with her to bring her away from that place."
	The street is not full, but people walk about, wearing thin clothing that hangs loosely about their body. Some among the lower classes had stripped back some way, baring their chests in the hot and humid evening, men and women alike, although the middle classes and those with somewhere to be continued to cover themselves up, at least in the streets. The courtyard is like many in Gathis, with its circular arch and three single doors, servicing six apartments, and perhaps some meagre lodgings for others. The windows of four of the apartments are open, but those of the kidnapper's are shuttered with what look to be thick boards.