"Hauk," he nodded in response.  The man made to move quickly, idly listening to Anya gushing beside him.  Then she grabbed his hand.  He flinched as she did so.  The truth was, Hauk had little expertise with the fairer sex.  He couldn't piece together the meaning of her antics.  He squirmed his hand a little awkwardly, trying to free himself, but her grip was quite restricting.  So he made due, travelling as far as the market again while she continued to cling to him.  The boats here were fascinating, he thought, and must have impressive rudders to be able to navigate some of these streets.<br/><br/>He didn't know what to make of her comments about men and receiving attention, but by the time they reached the market again, he'd made peace with her hand being where it was and started thinking of it as more of a leash- in which he decided to hold it a little tighter.  By this point he was practically pulling her along, growing nervous as more people populated the street.  He couldn't afford to let her get loose now.<br/><br/>"Just behave," he told her.  Hauk watched as a young man disappeared at one of the fish vendors.  There were several patrons in attendance, but he'd managed to dodge all of them.  He lifted a brow as the figure emerged again near the front, snatched some of the goods, and then vanished again.  No doubt it was the same man.  He wondered about his apparent ability to disappear like that.  There was a flicker at the corner of his eye, and he watched as something moved in the shadows.  Aha.<br/><br/>Granted, Hauk had never witnessed it before, but he has heard of those who were adept at this art.  Unfortunately, he was unable to track where the man had gone to.  Unless...<br/><br/>"Anya, you can't... track people, somehow, could you?" He asked her cautiously.  "Without harming them, of course."  He didn't know if it were true, but with so much water around, perhaps a siren could use it to her advantage.