Grace had taken to walking around to catch her bearings in this new city. Normally, she'd be in her Avatar form, but today she'd decided to give it a break. The poor body had already taken a bit of a beating and she actually needed to get some decent food for herself. Having to feed two bodies twice a day was tiring.

So, with a cigarette in hand - because she'd actually just come out of mindlink (gotten thrown out being more appropriate) - she wandered around. People were coming and going as though this happened all the time, though she couldn't help but notice the one who was striding purposefully forward and calling out like he either had lost someone or was brand new. Grace was banking on the brand new part.

Remembering vaguely how it had been useful to have someone walk up to her and offer to help, she stood for a few minutes, sucking on the cigarette as she debated figuring out what was going on. Eventually, she moved a little closer in the name of gathering information, and called out to him.

"Lose someone?"