[ Evie is, of course, exactly where Jacob expected her to be, pouring over the heavily annotated map of Dunwall that they've tacked over the top of the most dilapidated wall in the kitchen. she turns slightly when Jacob comes in, her eyes crinkling at the corners somewhat. at least he's looking a lot more like himself again now, even if she suspects what's going on beneath the surface to be an entirely different story.

to business, then. she had better get this distraction going for the both of them. turning back to the map, she taps her finger on a spot ringed in red ink. ] This one. It's a stone's throw away from the Clocktower. Only a small garden, by Estate District standards, but at least that gives us another option for a hiding spot or a route inside should we need it.