On the approach to the station everyone had gathered their things back together. Nel left the magazine behind for whoever came after them, in case they were desperate for entertainment.

Now that the train ride was over, the really hard part was coming up. This was the bit where they had to physically track down their target. Neither she nor Ulquiorra were familiar with Vexen's reaitsu to try identifying him that way, although they would be able to home in on strong individuals, and, once near enough, the chakra type of them, which would make things easier. It wasn't, however, a guaranteed quick find, so there was still legwork to do.

"He's Ice elemental, isn't he?" Nel asked, double checking with Zexion because now would be a really good time for any addenda like 'Yeah, but he's got Wind subtype' or 'Actually he's just really good at it, and secretly he's Poison elemental', although she doubted they were coming. Ice was, at least, one of the less common chakra types.

Daguerreo itself loomed ahead in the darkness; a lurking patch of darker shadow ahead of them.