Zoe nodded slightly and started to cross the street, now and then checking to make sure he was following. It wasn't that they were going very far to get the first part of the deal accomplished. Though noodles on the walk weren't always easy. She got them on line and glanced at him, brow raised.
"I don't think the City has ever brought over a grave. Or a monument, or anything of the like. Then again, not one to go looking for them." She liked moving forward, usually, mostly. She had her own sad story that liked to raise its ugly tear soaked head on occasion. She didn't say that the one he sought may be in the City somewhere because that could be just as much heartache.
"I'm Zoe," she said, giving her name and her hand.