Warren watched her move through the diner to a booth. She ordered teea and looked like a noble, if such things still existed. He studied her for a moment more then decided she wasn't a threat. He finished his meal then grabbed his old green duffle before standing up. He feft some cash on the table, more than enough to pay for the meal and a good tip. He turned and walked out into the snow. He knew he needed to go before others found him.