[Forward, right, forward, left, forward again, right once more- the Mac Anu's pavement has probably memorized her pattern of steps by now. With how she pauses every so often to look at passing figures, it's easy to tell she's searching for someone. Someone she could recognize, but with all the hustle and bustle, isn't successful.]

And I'm back here... Did I miss her?

[The loops around town are finally catching up to her. She sits on a bench with her knees pulled close, staring at the Relic dejectedly. She's been too preoccupied to be fascinated with it.]

It wasn't ever this hard...