Maybe these nice fellows will give them directions. Surely.

The boys stare at her with wide eyes, then look at each other, then back at her. Ísja starts trying to give an excuse but is talked over by Num, who has become defensive.
NUM: "WHAT'S IT TO YOU?"
NUM: "Look, we just need directions. Once we get those, we'll be on our way."
The woman looks thoughtful for a few moments, her expression softening slightly.
WOMAN: "Well..."
Suddenly, something clatters a little ways down the street, making the woman jump. She stares down the street with a panicked expression.
WOMAN (thinking): Shit.
Down the street stand a pair of people (cultists) with bright white masks and dark clothing. It seems they accidentally kicked a trash can, making the clattering sound.
Maybe these nice fellows will give them directions. Surely.
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