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[ this takes some time. Lenalee found, quite quickly, that flying made her very tired and so scouting the city had been a no-go. carefully she follows the directions through the falling snow, clock rather awkwardly in hand, until she finds what she hopes is Ashton's living space.
and if he does live here and if he does open the door she just knocked, she has a small ornamental clock to brandish ]