May folded her hands across her chest, clicking her tongue for a moment, thinking. The look on his face seemed sincere enough. So why did her senses keep going off on her? "It's a big city. People go missing all the time." especially in this one, where random people popped in and out of here like it was the most normal thing in the world. "The problem is no one starts caring until it happens to someone they know." how many times had she seen a missing persons report back home and hadn't been able to find them? It broke her heart every single time. But there was only so much one person can do.
"I'm actually pretty good at finding people at times, believe it or not. I can help look for her, I'm good at covering ground fast." it would help if she actually knew what the girl looked like, but she could manage without. Though if she went missing on the fifth, and no one had heard anything from her? She was either gone from this city, dead, or didn't want to be found. If she was taken, chances are these people would have known that by now.