Neal / Garrus
"The search for him will start in Phoenix," Neal explained, spinning the top of the bottle down on the counter, watching it go for an impressive amount of seconds before it fell over. "That's where he was born, in the dreams. And sometimes the demographics are similar." Not for him, since he was from the Enchanted fucking Forest, but even in this life he'd had a connection with New York for some reason. In the dreams it was where he'd settled after a long time on the run from the damn FBI. Fast forward a bit, it was where he met Ruby, and was with her, and she was from the same world he was. So having that all come full circle finally made sense, and it at least gave him hope that there was some substance to that locational theory.
Neal continued, "But I have a good feeling about Boston since that's where he was adopted from. Wherever things lead us, but Phoenix is a place to start, and I have...I guess a couple magical items that could help too."
It all sounded so batshit but if he couldn't use that stupid relic from his father's Dark Castle now, then when could he?