Mei found herself going back to the inn after a fruitless search, looking forward to a warm nap and maybe a midnight snack, but as she neared the room, scurrying over the rooftops, her sensitive ears perked up as she heard a sound. Looking around, she saw an alley with a direct view of Mai's front door.<br/><br/>Huddled behind a barrel, hidden by shadows, there crouched a scrawny, thin man with a long face, wearing ratty clothes, with a dagger on his belt. Every now and then, the man would shoot a glance straight to Mai's door, and seemed to be waiting for something. At least he hadn't seemed to notice the cat nearby.