She was looking around curiously, her ears perked up in excitement. "I like this place," she said decisively.
He nodded, following the streets carefully, trying to find the path to the center, where the fountain was located.
They eventually made it. It was much quieter than the night before, people scattered about doing their own business. "Okay. Now, to go from here."
She watched him for a moment. "Well... we have time," she replied gently. "And I'm sure once we find the right thing, we'll trigger a vision."
They walked for a bit, finding nothing. June would see the girl from the night before. The one with the feather in her hair.