"That's good to hear. I don't know what I thought," she said, an embarrassed chuckle escaping her. She picked up her latte and sipped at it.<br/><br/>"Me? I'm alright. Just tired. Tired of getting nowhere on this case," she said, her accompanying smile just as tired- looking as she. "I've managed to track down the sister, but I wouldn't expect any help there, or even for her to show up for the service," Misty said, shaking her head. "It doesn't sound like they were close at all. She hadn't even spoken to her brother in years."<br/><br/>A  thought passed through her mind then, and she grasped at it.<br/><br/>"Wait. You called me. But not because you had anything to add to the case, right? Just...because?" She asked, her tone curious. Lifting Rowan's coffee out of the holder, she handed it over to him.<br/><br/>"I hope it wasn't just for my company. My bedside manner may be less than stellar," she said, her tired smile now a grin.