Sounds like you started without me. [ Hades didn't have a son, at least last she checked, but whatever. Her eyes shift, still looking toward the feed but focusing on her daemon instead. ] You know the way?

Of course. I'm not just a pretty face.

[ Tamsin rolls her eyes just as her daemon turns around, recording the path they're walking instead of her. She falls into step beside it, her voice coming from just off screen. ]

How have you already found somewhere to squat? Do mesmers have a homing beacon for abandoned shit-holes?