[ Hei almost lifts a hand to rub his temples. Decides against it, and stretches his legs out across the narrow bunk instead. For a moment he studies the peeling paint and furred mottling of mildew on the gray walls, before he murmurs, ]

If this Rowena is so afraid of him, she won't show up at the Police Station. [ If she exists at all, a dry voice interposes. But he doesn't say that out loud. Instead, quieter, ] Describe her. I can let you know where she might be. [ He'll ask Yin to send out a specter, for a quick sweep of the City's environs. But privately he doubts it'll be successful. ]