Ezra nodded at her name, marking it in his mind. Ezra was bad at giving out his own name, however, and didn't. Not because he was trying to be evasive, just because it didn't occur to him. Instead, he jumped right into the task at hand.
"You know him better," Ezra said. "Where do you think he would have gone?" He remembered the description she'd given, but that hadn't indicated what sort of survivor he might be. So, he thought that was the best place to start.