"What do you want to know? That she writes extensively of you, and how she kissed you after you were knocked out?" Constance said in that neutral tone  as she stirred her tea. "I don't think you need to know much beyond this, she dreams of you."<br/><br/>Constance shakes her head. "That and she was still using her name when she arrived in New York. She arrived sometime ago. She is most likely still in the city proper but I can't be certain. Though most of that is inferred from the police reports of the area, detailing murders that match the ritual's methods. Is that what you've been needing from me?"