He couldn't. Any time he lingered somewhere too long, they were upon him. He had taken to resting for an hour, maybe two. No real sleep at all before he was forced on the move again. They had to be tracking him somehow, but he had no idea how. Was it Stellar? He hadn't seen her since that night. Could she somehow pick him out in a city now? Was that a thing thestrals could do if they had enough of someone's blood? He didn't know. In a fit of paranoia, he wrapped Chrysalis' pendant in cloth and hid it away in another location, just in case they were somehow using that to track him. They weren't – he knew that much now.