This one would not be as easy as the last.

For one, this area happened to be stuffed with living bodies. Even though the area around her was clear, the pair of heads she was visually following were surrounded by people. It also was high noon, which made it much more likely the man (Alexandre, if her source was correct, and of course Avedis was because she'd never found him to be wrong before) would see her face. If she understood anything about people, it was that some of them had very, very good memories for faces.

Liet considered hanging back and choosing another time for this one. But this was the first time they had left that weird... Other place since she had decided that she was taking this boy. She had only glimpsed it the one time, when she had followed another target too far. (Later, she had decided that that one would cause too much trouble and likely bring something she couldn't handle down on her head. There was such a thing as a bond being too strong, after all.)

So there was no chance of her getting in there. This one would definitely not be as easy as restraining Mereneth. With a steadying breath, she pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment.

For Vast. For Vast, she could do anything. Liet plunged into the crowd, ignoring gasps and indignant mutterings until she could see Grigorii's green hair through the backs of two others. With a quiet exhalation, she reached through the gap and grabbed the boy's arm.

"Hello," she said, a dangerous glint in her eyes and a wild tilt to her grin. Around her, people passed unheeding.