The longer the two stayed in the city, the more people started to stare. If they were in any other part of town, there would have been no doubt a hunter would have shown up already. With their continued stay, however, they were pushing their luck. They were there for about an hour, and Joseph's nerves were completely shot, despite nothing substantial happening. "Otto, please, it's getting late - let's just go back." The chandelure was on the border of begging his friend. Otto stopped walking, mulling it over while staring at the sky. "...Alright." He knew it getting late was no problem for his friend - both of them were ghost types, they thrived in the dark - but he understood his friend was completely fed up with his searching. They turned around, leaving the city.
Up ahead, they heard a faint howling noise. Against Jospeh's protests, Otto continued forward with caution, finally stopping once he saw a figure on the ground. He was keeping his distance, so he couldn't make out details, but she didn't look like a human. Of course, that didn't mean he could stop being on guard. The two stood there motionless, unsure of what to do.