Baltasar's eyes flitted from Ash Girl to Seven, sizing up the two that had been assigned to help him. His eyes narrowed at Seven's remark, but he held his tongue; he had seen her helping out at the orphanage and didn't want any perceived rudeness on his part to push away her aid.

Selim smiled, seemingly unphased by Seven's antics, having had plenty of experience dealing with snarky, but well-meaning, coworkers. But before he sat back down, he suddenly perked up. [color=a187be]"Minimalist!"[/color]

[color=888888]"Huh?!"[/color] The small, black-haired Durin jolted at suddenly being called, the house of cards he had been making crumbling down in the process.

[color=a182be]"Go with them,"[/color] Selim demanded.

[color=888888]"Why?"[/color] Minimalist retorted, irked at the setback to his little card project.

[color=a187be]"[i]'Wh-why?'[/i] All you've done since you got here is complain about the architecture. You're an operator too, aren't you? Go on out there and do something useful! 'Git!"[/color] Selim randomly picked up a stapler and brandished it menacingly, though it wasn't clear whether he was going to throw it or do something else with it.

[color=888888]"Fine, FINE!"[/color] Minimalist got up out of his seat and followed Ash Girl, Seven, and Baltasar out of the office into the scorching Sargonian sun.

As the group walked over to the orphanage, Baltasar explained, [color=0054a6]"Nur is pretty absent-minded. Hisn-ul-Zahra isn't the biggest nomadic city, consisting only of a single plate, so even if he's lost, there are only so many places he could be. But it's still fairly new, and there are still a lot of parts under construction which can be...dangerous."[/color]

At the orphanage Baltasar checked the chores calendar and found the other two children that had gone with Nur to the market. After a small amount of questioning, the following details came to light: there was a foreign military tent set up in the market with a 'hawker' outside inviting people into the tent to 'win a prize'. Word had spread that the people in the tent simply wanted passersby to 'touch a jar', paid them some dinars, and let them on their way. Hoping to make some quick change, the children had gone in one-by-one and touched the jar. As they left the tent, dinars in hand, the two children suddenly lost track of Nur, and assumed he had gone somewhere to spend his money. Though the children had described the tent as 'foreign', unfortunately the tent was giving out the local currency, and the children either were unfamiliar with or could not recognize any identifying symbols.

[color=0054a6]"I was just at the market looking for Nur,"[/color] Baltasar explained, [color=0054a6]"But I didn't see any suspicious tent. Did they pack up and leave already?"[/color] Baltasar wasn't sure if this was even a worthwhile lead to follow. It could just be a coincidence that Nur disappeared after visiting the tent. But besides Rhodes Island, Baltasar generally assumed that the intentions of foreign powers were sinister in nature.