"I'm... still a little new to recognising it," X confesses, laughing along. "I'm still learning. But in my defence, there are plenty of Dreamfolk here who have different sorts of survival needs. It wouldn't be a stretch to believe."

They reach the cafe, and X holds the door open for Zephyr to go in first. He'd thought his day would go very differently when he first caught sight of the wanted poster, and if previous experience with his own luck is any indication, it still might; but Zephyr is observant, and optimistic. A new friend who didn't need to be told there's more to the story of the poster than meets the eye.

A thought occurs, and X laughs all over again. "You're not a detective, are you?" he asks.