Tracey took that statement to mean that he had no leads, or at least nothing that could be made public yet. That sucked. "In my experience telling panicking people to calm down gets you met with strange stares and a continuance of said panic." She pointed out. Really all anyone could do was stick the wards on their house. Personal security was key, and with that at least they might stop hexing each other.
The waitress came by for their food order and Tracey ordered something. She was starving, and with her sleep schedule this was practically dinner. She normally just grabbed something from the cafeteria and then went home. This was good though. "So, since I've not been here, this place better be brilliant." She said once the waitress was gone. "One little parcel of forgiveness is all I have alotted per day from my small, mean heart."