"Reminds you of Harrowstone?"  Aesa furrowed her brow, intrigued by the connection and immediately resolved to pursue it.  "I've heard some of the prison. Dread though it may be, it's also quite the local landmark, after all.  Perhaps," she smiled at the man, open and friendly, just a bit inviting without offering more than a cordial invitation, yet, "you could tell me of its history over a pint?  Once we clean this up, of course.  Indulge a tourist, help the local economy and maybe we could unravel that connection and find a lead?"  Smiling, she tilted her head slightly and awaited his response.