The smaller of the two nodded agreement, seeing no need for a vocal answer. Instead, she merely offered him a smile and broke into a jog, heading straight on an unerring course for the only place she could locate every time.

Other than the coffee shop, but that was just luck. When it came down to that, home was always the final goal, and she always found her way back with as much ease as it typically took to get herself lost in the first place.