A mostly one-sided conversation with a fox wasn't very helpful, so Em did what she usually did when unsure which option to take - she asked the tarot. A quick shuffle, then three cards pulled from the deck, her eyes losing focus briefly as she saw what she'd drawn.

"Your place," she told Fin as she started that direction. "At least I can get you off the street somewhere safe. Not sure I'm much help beyond that, though."