Nel felt like telling Zexion that no, he couldn't stay here, and no, they couldn't stay here for a couple of days, either, but it seemed cruel. Instead she put a hand on the back of his shoulder and said, kindly, though with a trace of humour, "Come on. We can run his description by the clerk and see if we can get a starting point, at least."

Daguerreo was more than merely vast, and the reality of tracking down a single individual here was looming uninvitingly. Nel was willing to try anything that would make it quicker.