"No, but..." Harry let out a breath and looked up at Dinah. Into her eyes. "I'm not used to running across people I care for... that I truly care for... on the job. The last time that happened..." He thought he might be able to talk about Susan, but now wasn't the place. And, if the lump forming in his throat was any judge, it really wasn't the time. "It didn't go well. For anyone."
With a grunt, Harry got back on his feet. He checked the crystal, and gave a sigh. "Well, you better come with me. According to my spell, the woman I'm looking for is in the back of this alley. And hasn't moved, even with all the noise we've been making." That didn't bode well for whatever state the woman was in.