Siana/Jareth/Peony
He'd only half-heard Banes' suggestion, and nodded distractedly. Following up at the place of business only made sense, after all. He rubbed his finger against his pant leg, trying to get the soot off. "Discharge," he replied shortly, motioning to the smear. "Soot. Not sure if it's important, though."
He hadn't been in the city long enough to know what was normal and what wasn't.
Standing, moved forward, joining Banes and Min. "Where's Emerald?" he asked. Red light districts weren't usually an area of towns he visited often, having no desire for other people to touch him - pleasure or no.