[…Huh.]

Alright. I’ll meet you at the old place.

[And there she’ll be—in less time than that first visit, between her own change of residence and the walk being particularly brisk. Despite the quiet hour, Aubrey’s brought along her bat, as usual—and sword. That’s less common.

[She stares at those grandiose walls, emptier now. Watches. Waits. Might miss Akechi having beat her, just elsewhere. Eh....]