His touch is feather-light and careful, the muted hum of his own presence harder to hide this way, but he's already been found, so is that important?

"This doesn't take much effort. All I want you to do is think about the last couple cities or towns you've visited. The buildings, the environment. How did it smell? What did it sound like?" Almost all of that is completely irrelevant. But it's like being told to think of a white worm, it's almost as if one is compelled to immediately. It would take time, a delay to think of somewhere else.

All he needs is a skyline. He knows what he left the world as, how it's been rebuilt, and what it was like when he was still scouring the world for his abused sisters.