The guardsman seems heartfallen when Alana swings her leg away from him and stands up, but he seems to take some small comfort in the promise for two days hence.  Commander  Rekterinias was waiting in the hallway, far enough from the door that it seems like she wasn't trying to eavesdrop.  She holds out a hand as Alana mentions sending guards to the missing guardsman's home, "I think you overestimate the size of our forces here.  Technically the guardsmen that protect this building and the high lord protectorate are nothing more than an 'honor guard' of sorts.  I could send one of the men downstairs to the home if you think it necessary, but that will leave our front entryway staffed by only one man.  If you think it crucial, I bow to your judgement though."<br/><br/>She pauses and then adds, "On second thought, I will go personally.  He will not be able to overpower me.  If he returns I will hold him there and await your arrival, but if I don't hear from you by nightfall, I must leave."  She pulls out a small pad of paper and a charcoal stick wrapped in resin twine and scribbles directions to the guardsman's apartment, it's near the tavern that Fesrkass mentioned, "the ruin" but no where near the whorehouse, Kirins Cat House.<br/><br/>As they leave the building the illusion runes again fire off, lining Alana in fairy fire.  But the guards seem unconcerned now that they know what she is and that she's leaving.  The fact that Commander Rekterinias is close behind them and nods as if nothing is wrong probably helps in that regard.