Jareth/Siana/Peony
The Red Light District was not far by chocobo, and they hurried to the murder site as quickly as they could through the crowds, which were thinner than normal. It was typical, of course, for a serial killer to prey on those who would not be missed, and from what the messenger had told her -- them, it was not a patron who had been attacked. It had been an employee of the district. A prostitute. Siana hated to think that the zombie attack had not been the end of which the murders were a mean to, though she was not so naive to think that they had seen the last of that murderer, and here was proof.
Finally, they arrived, and Siana's questioning of the knight was interrupted by Peony's voice. "Thank you," she said curtly to the boy and he pushed past him to greet her friend.
More politely now, she said, "Thank you for coming. I know how busy you must be." Her eyes trailed towards the body, and Siana frowned. Something was... off. "This is the body?" she asked incredulously. Surely murders in this district weren't rare, but the directions from the messenger had been clear, and the body certainly looked mangled enough though everything seemed wrong. Or rather, a different sort of wrong.