[ It's just stress, or maybe the woman's just into that stuff. Magic. But she's seemingly letting it drop, so Robby pulls his lips in some affirmation of what she says before turning to the city map. A handy You are here! to point them to where they're currently at.

Robby studies it for a bit, chewing on his lower lip until he finally points out an area. ] There's a City Hall and Tourist Centre around here, apparently. [ Apparently, because who the hell knows what either constitutes around here. ] Not a lot else to go to, unless we wanna try heading out to the apartments and finding any people there.

[ And who the hell knows what that will be like. ]