[ That request gains a raised eyebrow. (Still calling it 'sorcery'.) But this is an odd day, and he's been unusually sympathetic, so he might as well do him the favor of teleporting them out of the rain. He doesn't know where he had in mind, so Five briefly looks around and grabs his arm, then pulls open space and jumps them into a nearby tavern — and right into another puddle.

That's starting to get outside of the realm of coincidences, but to be fair, it is really starting to come down out there. ]

Most of these houses leak. [ It's definitely not him. He steps out of it and shakes the water from his shoes, scowling the whole time. ] Might as well wait to start looking until it lets up. It's never pretty when it turns.

What now? You want to talk strategy for pinning her down, I'm listening. [ He could do with a cup of coffee, but he's listening. ] We have to lure her out somehow.