Although a minute or so has passed, she knows where Ruby exactly went. Knowing the path at the back of her head, Alin takes a step without a hindrance. Crion follows along her step, struggling to keep up when the alley takes a sharp turn then it gets narrow the further they go.
They arrive in front of a diner. It has a red roof with two small rectangle sky blue frame windows on its wall, looking like an average small house with pots arranged neatly on the porch. Both of them enter the place.
Alin caught the familiar head sitting at one corner across a man, his face void of any expression, he had a clean and neat appearance. A white shirt with black pants and a silver cloak with an intricate pattern on its collar.
