Raven was currently hovering somewhere over the Monte Carlo, letting the thermal radiating from the walkway send him soaring upward. He was keeping an eye on the passers by, both above him and on the street below, keeping a weathered eye out for something supernatural. He was surprised to see so many, and disappointed that none were who he was expecting.
With a little flutter of his wings, he pushed himself away from the draft and started towards the next set of hotels, giving at least a nominal effort towards finding her.